Living Legend
Poetry & Praise, God's amazing grace
Living Legend He was old, so old. Not just old, but archaic, ancient. In his seventies when I was born… and I remember, his face well worn. We shared a feeling, the two of us. A feeling, a family, a faith in our heart. He was old and I was young. Together, we found the wonder of love. Love built on the sharing of ice cream cones. The love built on knowing that chestnuts were best consumed after they’d been roasted in Granny’s old wood stove. A love built on knowing that Granny knew more than she should. And the time would come when we’d feel better on the porch than we could in any room. Together we shared a feeling, a family, a faith. Faith in each other and faith in God’s amazing grace. Faith in the old spring’s water. Faith in the hay God made. Faith in Granny’s garden. Faith in Jesus, the Way. He was old, older than I knew. Him and me found a purpose in planning our days and we’d agree, life would never be the same after he passed away. His light, though, would remain, to brighten the way with truth. The truth that tells me, he was my proof that there is good in this world and there is love, too. too old to say no he was a living legend offering me hope
He Grew Old When he was young. I thought he was old. It never occurred to me that I might be wrong. That old wouldn’t show up for years and years, decades even. He wasn’t tall like my grandfather. But he wasn’t short either. He had a habit of biting his cuticles that I inherited and would be reluctant to give up until I found myself with dentures and the inability to truly bite through the meat of the cuticle. I don’t know if he discovered the same inconvenience when he started wearing dentures but feel like he must have. When he left my mother, back in 1977, I wasn’t devastated the way some children might have been. The devastation came when I found out that his leaving didn’t leave me with much of an option. I had to grow up and discover for myself – this world where I’d been a child, an only child at that. It wouldn’t take me long to realize that, without him at home, I had more liberty. I could ask for things and they would be given. I could stay overnight with friends without being hassled. I could do those things that he wouldn’t have allowed because he was more controlling than my mom. It was only when I got older, much older, that I would remember the days before he left without thinking to myself, I must have got that from him. The angry words, spoken before thinking. The jealousy that came in spurts. The dark side of myself. The side that was so unlike my mom, who was a reflection of grace itself. It would take me many years to whack away at those character traits that made me realize I was, like him, the “bad guy”. It would take me years, and he became old as I lived. In his old age, I could see that he wasn’t as big as I remembered him to be. He wasn’t as bad as I’d thought he was. I realized that he was just a child himself. A child, when I’d thought he was old. But when old finally showed itself, it came with such defeat that I knew he wasn’t as strong as I’d thought him to be, either. In fact, I could see he was quite weak. So weak. He’d put on that strength like a coat, just a coat to help him survive the storms. While inside, he’d felt feeble all along. Just like me. tears never melted the silence between our hearts though years misjudged us
Glorious Savior Glorious Savior My heart is in Your hands Lead me and guide me Show me all of Your plans Jesus, my redeemer, Lover of my spirit and soul Wonder of all wonders Comforter who does console Light of the heavens Peace beyond any other Fill my life with singing Knowing You’re my brother Whisper of inspiration Flowing soft against my mind Leaving Your gentle spirit To assure me of what I’ll find Precious deliverer, Holy One Lift my heart so that I can see All the joy that You’ve brought When I choose to bend my knee Heaven’s special gift of hope Send your breath of cherished love Covering me with such sensations That could only come from up above Silence every worry and angst Relieve all my sorrow and my fears Color me in a tender embrace Wipe away all my lingering tears Dear Father of all creation Lift the darkness with your light Send angels of joy and faith To pour out kindness on the night Jesus, I hope You know My love for You just grows and grows It is bigger than the biggest ocean More bright and beautiful than a rose Jesus, dear loving friend Know that Your glory has filled me With a grace that lights my soul Delivering me so that I can be free Jesus, I love you – eternally You are the answer to bring sincerity Poured out on hearts who believe Your unending love shines with charity You are the answer to my every prayer You make every dream come true With Your love, You fill me with my share Of joy and hope, faith to see me through!
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