Poem September 27, 1999 Issue

Profession: Thinker

Laura Pearson

Wanting something to come about
I'm thinking, once again, about this
deal with God ...
I'll do this,
If You do that.

"Well, think again!"
some little voice within cries out.
What?
Oh, never mind—too busy pushing ahead to listen.

"It's thought that matters, not luck," it insists.
"God doesn't play cards!
There's no chance with Him."
This message,
more thrilling than any e-mail,
stops me.

Then, I question self
to see if that flash is right ...
How did it read me so well,
but that it is God's Christ, our Saviour?

So, whatever God, Life, has
is what is free, without any deal?
That sounds true.

God's love gives all good.
Thinker.
Alike, we have this gift of talent.
Use it now for any good desired.
Cool!

Laura Pearson

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