Daily Meds

Dear Jesus

How can I, or anyone
Begin to thank You
For what You’ve done
You are in me … This I know
I feel some love
Beginning to grow

I’m not impressed by “Big Weddings.” Recently, I was in a wedding party. The bride wanted a “big wedding.” She got it. They actually ran out of food, though. Even before that, I was not really impressed. One time I was at a very large wedding, where the bride’s father rented 2 (two) floors of a nice hotel so that us folk could have a nice place to recline. He hired the bartender to come back to the house (or, mansion) it was beautiful. I was impressed. I was drunk. I was young. Now, I look back and wonder if they can say the same thing as me. My wedding did not set me (us) back at all. I didn’t have to borrow a cent. That’s impressive. My wife and I got married by the “town clerk” on her lunch break. My brother and Uncle Charlie witnessed the great event. We went to Florida for our honeymoon and never LOOKED back.

Dear Jesus

To me my lord, It’s in my mind
How can I leave it all behind?
I’ll worry about it … Though it’s not real
How terrible it must have made You feel
They lied, they beat You
This is true
You still loved them
Though black and blue