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Like Two Friends Chatting..
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Like Two Friends Chatting

 

With Christ my God I’m talking now

Not speaking on my own

Just sitting here no need to bow

Like chatting on the phone

 

We often sit and chew the fat

We each have much to say

We reminisce on this and that

Things each has done that day

 

Explaining just the other night

How I should sing my song

Although I’m walking in The Light

I still get some things wrong

 

We laugh sometimes and often smile

Sometimes I hear Him sigh

Occasionally though we pause a while

When I just sit and cry

 

I oft recall just sitting still

Beside His hallowed feet

He talks about His Father’s will

That’s soon to be complete

 

Not everything I understand

Not everything’s made clear

But knowing all is in His hand

I have no need to fear

 

It’s great to hear Him talking though

On such a range of themes

How quick the time just seems to flow

Discussing plans and dreams

 

It’s hard to wait until tonight

Until I’m home in bed

Tomorrow yet again I’ll write

About the things He’s said..... 


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Submitted: Sunday, August 9, 2015

Last Updated: Monday, August 10, 2015

About the Poet
I never wrote a word of poetry in my life. Till the day Jesus took my hand and touched my soul.....I invite your response. However most poems are not about me! Very few are. But the feed-back good, bad or indifferent is always desired. Not meant to offend, but I write about many things in many a guise. Of life, death, lost, found, saved, backsliders, new comers, repenting souls, doubting hearts, heathens, Christians, fire, water, Satan's daughter, wallowing in sin, saved, made sound walking in Light, graceful righteous. Suffering, ecstatic, bored, excited, sad, delighted, Sick, well, lame, able, living, dying, etc. etc. etc. Writing about anything, everything and everyone as the spirit leads. All meant to reveal, waken, revive, encourage, shame, help. Gladden, pick up, exalt, portrait, liberate. Again over 99% of my work is not about me. Although at times I write as though I were or am. Speaking e.g. in the first person. This is quite common even in the bible itself. Prophets speak of themselves, then God speaks, again the prophet, then God......Quite often it's difficult to distinguish whom it is that at any given time is speaking or narrating.


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