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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=574658" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Tale of a Once Upon a Time Christmas Gift for Me from the Deity</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">God has a sense of humor and <br>If you have time I have a tale.<br>In military basic training land <br>The youngsters - not always young - always come to chapel.<br>It is the only place where they are free<br>Loosed temporarily from the fetters of their captivity<br>It is a place of pressure and of pain<br>This military basic training lane<br>Access to the military the goal to be gained.<br>The process lasts about twelve weeks<br>Twelve being the number choosen by our greatest teacher.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">On Christmas Eve with help from wife<br>Her intent being to help ease my preaching strife<br>A great sermon was spoken to the uniformed throng<br>Their attentiveness told me absolutely nothing was wrong<br>A great sermon preached to a sea of faces<br>A little less pain in one of God's strange places.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But the best was yet to be <br>For God's sense of humor held a gift for me<br>That in that night of greatest pastoral power<br>A goal of rich adolescent vision had come to flower.<br>The goal was to preach in a great filled cathedral<br>And to do it with an excellence almost sudoral<br>To do it so well that half would return<br>To do it so well only half Christ would spurn, <br>At least as far as his worship would go <br>The ethical part is still very much in tow.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So God may or may not have a plan<br>But I suspect She chuckles when She observes man <br>And although cold stone the structure was not<br>A legion it could comfortably hold<br>The half of which were almost down right told<br>By circumstances beyond their personal control <br>That to chapel next week they would return <br>If only for encouragement their first strip to earn.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">This is a genunine gift God gave to me<br>The purpose I think to help me see <br>That though youthful ambition errs by aiming high<br>The calculus of our lives belong to the Big Guy.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Note on the use of 'She' to refer to God. It was Oswald Chambers' 'My Utmost for His Highest' that educated me to this in the scriptural sense.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Bill+Grace">Bill Grace</a><div class=q>
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If you have time I have a tale.
In military basic training land 
The youngsters - not always young - always come to chapel.
It is the only place where they are free
Loosed temporarily from the fetters of their captivi..."></div>
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