Eternal Life Course Home

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Eternal Life Course Home
By Arley Steinhour 022616

When I was a young lad,
In latter Decade Nineteen Forty
I heard tales making me sad,
Elders thought our youth to be 'warty.'

Too many new toys, too many new cars,
Which boiled down, almost to a curse,
Too many new vices, and Social scars,
Very few children knew 'Book, Chapter, or Verse.'

Women, no longer were hidden at home,
As, during the War, they worked on the 'line,'
Building the tools, so husbands could roam,
War Two, of world, fighting, Land, Air, and Brine.

Women enjoyed work life, making a dollar,
No more the feminine, but getting dirty hands,
No more would they suffer, life with a collar,
They wanted a job, but still enjoy wedding bands.

We children, were free to go out and explore,
Life, with exuberance, without guidance from home,
Imagination, could fly, in stories of War, and Lore,
The Old folk, by sharing, gave me urges to Roam.

Somehow, graduating, from High School, yet dumb,
I joined the Navy, to find distant lands, better than mine,
But, after two decades, of plying the seas, humdrum,
Except for the storms, and new friends, quite fine.

Upon retirement from plying the seas,
I returned to my hometown, changed, to settle,
I could have fun, counting a plate full of peas,
With a pheasant breast, hunted, to prove my metal.

Life is full of wonder, when you travel the seas,
But, meeting up with Jesus, back where I started,
I Repented, and pleaded, on my bended knees,
I found, He'd gone with me, when I departed.

Don't look around for the things life can provide,
Look to Jesus, who made all the life that I plied,
Only to find Him, at my side, at every divide,
What I'd searched for, He'd guided, my Life, Certified.

AMEN