The Skunk
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I saw a skunk with a can stuck on its head.
As it wandered, onlookers observed, then fled.
Shall I help this helpless stinky threat?
If I do, everyone will know I bet.

Will God protect me if I show kindness?
Will I be sprayed for removing his blindness?
Will he be thankful that I took the chance?
Should I pass, not giving a second glance?

“He could have rabies!” “I’d be a fool!”
“I’ll stink for weeks! That wouldn’t be cool!”
But who’s to help this smelly creature?
Is this a testing from my Teacher?

I’ll never forget how I felt that day.
It was I who stunk as I drove away.
I thought of Christ our Creator and King.
He humbled Himself, giving up everything.

He was counted with the lowly, wandering lost.
He took the risk after knowing the cost.
In my testing that day, though I had flunked,
I remembered grace; I once was that skunk. 
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Author: Norman Patrick Morrison
April 11, 2002
© 2002-2006

A Rose

Here’s a rose, on a vine
And it will bloom, and it will shine

And its fragrance will fill your grounds
And with God’s wind, it has no bounds

But with its beauty, there will come thorns
Each time they’re picked, we’re truly warned

Don’t raise them up, to be too dear
For they’re also a symbol, of what to fear…

The One Who made them, and plants all seeds
The One Who nurtures; the One Who feeds…

Soon they’ll expire, and the petals will fall…
And only through God, is there chance at all.

For out of the flower, there always comes seeds
But only our Maker, knows where it leads…

For the Giver of life, all knowing, He is…
And only through Him, that any life lives

For He fertilizes, plows, prunes, and tills…
The food of Life, is ours as He wills.

For His rain brings new shoots, as it softens the soil,
And gives a new life, out of seemingly spoil.

The Alpha and Omega, Who knows all man’s days,
Has taught us Who made us, and Whom we should praise…

I praise You Lord! I am a glad seed!
Thank You Jesus, for through You I’m freed!

Author: Norman Patrick Morrison 
(Feb 1986)
© 1986-2006

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