Reflections of life

Reflections of life

Such beautiful flowers by the pulpit
In such a magnificient array
Bring back to me, old memories
Of another time, of bygone days

It was here that I first heard the word
Preached so many different ways
The once new varnished pulpit
Now like me, weathered and aged

It was here that I had first believed
And here I accepted the Lord
It was at this altar by the pulpit
Where we prayed in one accord

It was here that I was baptised
According to God’s will
Immersed, came up a brand new man
Making God so much more real

It was here we were joined together
To start a brand new life
No longer just man and woman
But now a husband and a wife

It was here I brought my children
So they might learn of Jesus ways
It was here they received their teaching
So they may never stray

And it’s here I’ll be one last time
As I go to meet the man
My funeral preached from this pulpit
The same place it all began

(C) November 2007 Clarence "Sonny" White

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