The Old Rocking Chair

by BC Williams Mon 30 May 2011, 8:36 pm

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............. The Old Rocking Chair Porch210

............. The Old Rocking Chair

............. I sat on my porch twenty years ago
............. in my grandfather's old rocking chair.
............. I pondered a few things while sitting there,
.............just listening to Father in prayer.

............. He said that He loved me and steadily had,
............. regardless the failures I'd made.
............. He said there was nothing to keep us apart
............. for my debts had already been paid.

............. The rocking chair slowed and I dabbed my eyes
............. on the back of my rough, woolen sleeve.
............. My heart was humbled by my Father words,
............. but I found it so hard to believe.

............. I thought of the times I'd been out on sin's path
............. with nothing but pleasure to gain -
............. no thought crossed my mind of what He'd think
............. as I'd brought on myself so much pain.

............. He'd given His only child's life for mine
............. and bought me the right to His grace;
............. I'd not known how precious that death was to Him,
............. til He held me in loving embrace.

............. I thought of the times danger tried to take hold
............. and questioned its great cost to me,
............. that I'd lived like tomorrow might never come
............. then remembered, His love is free.

............. The old rocking chair rocked in labored creak
............. but still kept good time with my lead.
............. Its old wooden rungs had seen better days
............. and I knew that the rocker agreed.

............. Then one day we moved the rocker inside,
............. it sits now in quite repose.
............. Every so often I'll sit in the chair
............. for the sake of old times, I suppose.

............. I fondly remember that day long ago
............. as my heart was so heavy with care,
............. God used all the rocking to speak to me
............. as I sat in that old rocking chair.

.......................................................... The Old Rocking Chair Rocker1lk3

............. © Aug 2006 by BC Williams

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