We are all moving from mortality to immortality.

Some are at different points in the journey, but be assured the GOOD SHEPHERD is drawing us Home.

Here is a poem by Frank Poduska that might open our eyes from sleep…

John had a Stethoscope

His father bought it for him, a going away present

as John left for medical school.

Now he was back home for Thanksgiving,

flushed with excitement but playing it cool

as he displayed his technique

to the family crowding the kitchen.

We had driven two hundred odd miles across Iowa,

eight of us riding  past Jolley and What Cheer,

for the annual event that reunited my father’s family.

Barely out of the Rambler

we were being treated

to John telling us how a heart sounds:

lub dub

lub dub

lubdub lubdublubdublubdub.

Then John needed a volunteer

to complete the demonstration,

and against my protests

I was selected. The others saw

Young Doctor John Examines the Patient

but I saw his eyes

as he heard my rheumatic heart

straining ka PLISH ka PLISH

kaPLISHka

We are not the ones to determine the length of our days here, however we can choose to hold the Good Shepherd and His flock closely and help ignite a fire in us that will spread to the rest of His Body and a lost world..

INCOMING SALVO…THE BEST IS YET TO COME…30 DEC. A.D. 2021

Counting it all joy SPREADING THE LOVE OF GOD,