Another year has come and gone and what an exhilarating journey it has been; up’s and down’s aplenty ,,,, “…..and when my heart is overwhelmed within me, lead me to the Rock that is higher than I. For You, O God, have been a refuge for me, a tower of strength……………….) - Psalms 61:2 &3 Today, I dedicate a poem I wrote for all my friends, my family and for humankind, titled, “It’s the fourth of August, my Wonderful Friend”. Fourth of August, my biological birth As God shows me my purpose and my worth I have been blessed not just on my birthday But by friends, family God sent my way Counting my blessings, I thank God anew FAMiLY: “Father And Mother, i Love You” My FAMILY, a huge part of my life My son, my daughters and oh, my dear wife. My life just crossed another full circle “Common To Uncommon”, life’s articles. May many be empowered, impassioned Through the many mistakes and life’s lessons This book’s not the end but the beginning The second-half awaits, its beckoning Watch out as a second book I embark Oh what glory and oh how great Thou art In fifty-two years; four near-death traumas It’s one miracle after another “How could you survive?”, the doctors were sharp Except God had spoken, “Your time’s not up” Thank You, Father God, for another year Your holy presence be felt ever near Without You, I am nought, I remember But with you, I move and the world wonders “I can do all things through Christ”, we are told No wonder my friends say, “You are so bold” The secret is not what or who I am. But the supreme sacrifice of the Lamb One day, two thousand years ago, it goes God gave His son- Christ lived, died and arose His life, He gave, that die I may never “Oh the glory, oh the joy!”, I utter I was once a sinner, condemned, unclean Lost, guilt-ridden, ashamed, my life had been Until I, though unworthy as I was Was found by Him and I’m no longer lost Good Friday night, Nineteen Seventy-Three I saw my Saviour hanging from the tree Torn-crowned, nail-pierced hands and feet, what a sight For my sins, how painful a death, He died Had it not been His mercy and His grace Eternal damnation I have to face But He died, paid the price, my sin atoned Now I know I am His and His alone Today, as any other day thenceforth I sing His mercies and goodness so oft This temporal world will one day perish But life eternal I claim, as promised Everlasting life is not just for me But for all who are willing, who believe Go and find some Christian friends and ask them “Can I know what Andrew’s talking and when? Find the true meaning of the love of God For He loves us, and He forgets us not While we were sinners, He chooses, He dies “Not my will but Thine be done” were his cries The finite mind can never comprehend My Father’s love as He stretched out His hand “Come unto me”, rang throughout all the lands “Come, let’s follow Him”, my wonderful friend. Inspired while huddled alone in a small little room, somewhere at 12th Avenue, Barangay Socorro Murphy, Cubao, Quezon City, Central Luzon, Philippines on 3th August 2014, one day before my 56th birthday.
Posted on: Sun, 03 Aug 2014 12:44:08 +0000
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