The rich man
foolish, restless
happy about what he had
but wanting more
in his garner
even more silos
barns brimming
for himself
an over abundance
But worthless
empty value
a different equation
when the accounting came
the Lord at his door
the threshold of his life
crossing to the other side
The scales unbalanced
one side empty
when it should be brimming
that which we have shared,
stored up in heaven
for that fateful day,
rather than our houses, our barns
full, yet empty
worthless in the end.
November 15, 2009
Luke 12:15-21
and Psalm 16
and “The Prayer of St. Francis”,
United Methodist Hymnal #481;
and sermon, “I Want It All . . .”,
by Pastor Ruth L. Foss,
http://www.suncookumc.org
Suncook United Methodist Church
Suncook, NH
November 15, 2009
Her sermon is the third of a four-part series based in part on
Reverend Adam Hamilton (http://www.cor.org/about-resurrection/adam/)’s book,
“Enough: Discovering Joy Through Simplicity and Generosity” (http://www.cokesbury.com/forms/ProductDetail.aspx?pid=9781426702334)
Sunday, November 15, 2009
Contentment
Labels:
Adam Hamilton,
christian poems,
christian poetry,
Faith,
faith poetry,
God,
Hooksett,
Lord,
Luke 12,
Nature,
New Hampshire,
Pastor Ruth L. Foss,
Pembroke NH,
poem,
poetry,
Poetry Where You Live,
possessions,
praise poems,
praise poetry,
Psalm 16,
religious poetry,
Suncook NH,
United Methodist
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment