It came and it went as so many before. Great claims were made by those who knew the score. Yet it was not the last, there would be an encore. This day would be marked as special in some ways. There would be talks about how to make the special stay. Yet that it was special was not everyone’s say. It was hotter than usual on some weather maps. The singing might be special like raps. But where it was colder they brought better wraps. I don’t think the special is in what you do. No the special is not the what but the who. Special can be so even if it’s not true. For special is measured only by your eyes. Sometimes special is supported by lies. Some are never special no matter how many tries.
It came and it went as many before. Sadness and joy could be found on its shore. Sorrows are known to pierce to the core. Winning and losing occupies much of our time. To some the attention amounts to a crime. They’re ready for bed at half past nine. Hunger is seldom the reason to consume. Many a treat can be brought in the room. What’s dropped can be taken out with a broom. The events of the day might define some peoples focus. But God gave this day not trying to joke us. It is the greed of men that leads to all the hocus-pocus. The Sunday is best spent in the God’s House place. It’s the day He’s given to seek His face. So where are the ones who disappear without a trace?
I’m not measuring truth by which side will win. Only saying if it were me patience would be then. Why is it that He puts up with it from men? So I’m glad He is God with all His grace and love. Though we’re not worthy He sends from above. Warmth and presence to fit like a glove. The contest was concluded and I don’t know who won. Because I was at church worshipping the son. Where I want to have the good race be run. The day was His gift to call on His name. Seems a lot more important than a silly old game. Yet some thought it more important, what a sad shame.
I hope you used your day well. I doubt what you did will send you to hell. I thought the air had a unique smell. Thought for a moment maybe He was right here. As I prayed for His touch and felt so near. Still to maker of this special day I give a rousing cheer.