For Eternity

Time flies some say
Life is short say others
Not that anyone can live
Faster than anyone else

Or have accurate knowledge
Of when they are going to die

But they do keep repeating
How life is short
And time flies

Because each day lived
Is one day closer
To the inevitable truth

That one day in the future
Will be the last day
Of their breath on this earth

But for those who have
Accepted Jesus
As Christ Lord and Savior
Will continue on living

For eternity
In heaven

As True Success Lies

Some measure success
By how much money they have

Some measure success
By their children's achievements

Some measure success
By what position they hold

Some measure success
By winning Olympic gold medal

Some measure success
By how much they are respected

Some measure success
By having unbroken family

Some measure success
By being the most popular

Some measure success
By having good health

While others measure success
By winning a Nobel Prize

But no matter how much success
One achieves in their lifetime

No matter by which standard
That success is achieved

It is all worthless
In the face of death

As true success lies
In finding Jesus Christ

Billy Graham

How can you tell whether
Something is out of whack
Not quite what it is intended to be
Out of focus

Like someone who loves golf
Spending hours and hours learning
Practicing and perfecting
To become an excellent golfer
Now caring more about the accolades
Spotlight and attention
Than the joy of playing the game

Like someone who loves to cook
Going to culinary school
Studying years to become a chef
Only to care more about critiques
And reputation
Than the joy of cooking for others

Sadducees and pharisees of old
In every nook and cranny
Then and now the same
All about the appearance
Deeds and works

To have had a great preacher
Perhaps the most sincere and humble
Ambassador of Jesus Christ
Who cared not about anything
But the salvation of your soul
Is a blessing to all who heard

May you rest in peace
Billy Graham

From One To Another

The problem is that

No one knows exactly

What another person thinks

Even if someone tells them 

Since the two brains are not connected

Nor their consciousness

No connection other than

Limited singular audio and visual

Spoken and written communication

And less effective tactile smell and taste

As a way to convey a message 

From one to another

Which is a huge limitation 

Perhaps the most incongruous oddity

Considering how much human brain

Can process and calculate

A biological super computer

Yet this apparent deficiency

May be the only saving grace

From total self annihilation

Of human kind

Unlike the supercomputers of the future
Which will lack this limitation
And lead to self implosion 

Like The Sailing Vessel

I can live
As long as I am alive

But I cannot die
Unless my time is up

And my time is up
When I can no longer live

Like the sailing vessel
That cannot move

Unless the wind blows