My daughter went to a birthday party for her best friend's grandfather this past weekend and she shared this poem with me that was given to everyone as bookmarks. I'm not sure how old he is, but I know her grandfather and he is an amazing man who has such wisdom. He's different and I am sure it's because God is his center. I have no idea who wrote it, but I thought you'd enjoy it as much as me.
It Shows In Your Face
You don't have to tell how you live each day;
You don't have to say if you work or you play;
A tried, true barometer serves in the place---
However you live, it will show in your face.
The false, the deceit that you bear in your heart,
Will not stay inside where it first got a start;
For sinew and blood are a thin veil of lace---
What you wear in your heart, you wear in your face.
If your life is selfless, if for others you live,
For not what you get, but how much you can give;
If you live close to God in his infinite grace---
You don't have to tell it, it shows in your face.
I have one more story I want to share that I heard yesterday. I was out of town when my girlfriend, Sheila's father passed away and when I got home we had a good cry together. She told me a story that is priceless. Her father was a recovered alcoholic. He went to AA meetings several times a week for 45 years! At the funeral home were many, many men who stopped in and my girlfriend and the family had no idea who they were. They told them they were from, "Monday mornings", or "Tuesday afternoon" etc. The first man who came in was at the funeral home every second of the visitation. He told the family that my girlfriend's father had been his sponsor and he had been sober for 11 months and was so grateful for his support. The family had no idea what a support he had been for so many during his time at AA. I don't know much about AA except that it's a 12 step program. I'm pretty sure God is in there somewhere. He must be! Apparently after each year of sobriety they give them a coin. In the corner of his casket was a bowl with the 45 coins in it. He was close to 46, so they gave him his 46th coin. This story gave me the chills. He clung on the support of other men for all of those years because he had a stronghold that only God and AA could set him free of. He's free now, and that makes me smile. Precious, just precious! And... we never know who we may touch along our path. Please pray for Sheila's mother who is struggling since they were ready to celebrate their 65th Wedding Anniversary this next weekend.
We have much to learn from these 80+ year old men.
Let Christ's light shine brightly and show on our faces today!
Love,
Angie xoxo
2.19.2008
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7 comments:
Such a sweet post and a tribute. Beautiful poem. You didn't tell me how tough your day was.You are so dear. Love, Annette
What a wonderful story and poem.
WOW! There is much to learn from that Angie. May our faces reflect His beauty and our hearts be willing to love everyone.
Thanks for the blessing today.
Hugs~
Fran
What a beautiful poem!
Angie, my brother in law is a recoveringa alcholic. He has been sober for almost 15 years. I wish I had the space and the time here to share his story and the miracle God performed in his life when he opened up and let God take control and release the stronghold of addiction. What a wonderful tribute from the men who's lives your friend's father touched. I know my BIL has witnessed Christ to many, many men in his AA group! Thank you for sharing the wonderful story. In ALL things God will work for good!
Krsiten
I will remember this post as "46 coins" - I'll never forget him or the coins.
Loved this post and the poem.
Hugs!
Kat
What a lesson in that man's life. He did what it he had to to keep himself where he knew God waned him to be. That takes strength of character!
Sorry for the loss of the little one, too. How sweet to think that he has already been in the arms of Jesus!
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