I met a man. He said he didn’t want to talk about God. 
I guess he doesn’t want to talk about other men and the path they have trod. 

Abraham Lincoln carried a prayer book in his vest pocket 
Martin Luther King constantly referred to God on his docket. 

No man is perfect. That’s not what Christianity is all about. 
When I got a glimpse of Jesus, it all began with a shout. 

My ship has been on a dark ocean at night. 
I found peace and contentment spotting the guiding light

It was dark and cold out there. 
Having hope for the shore kept me from despair 

Now I share my light with others to guide them safely ashore 
There is no better feeling than the warmth of that far off shore

January 16, 2023
Mark Waldrop