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The Way

We can know the one way to happiness and fulfillment
Or ever know torment and awful lament
We can know the well of water ever springing up
Or suffer for our sins and bear our own cup
We can rejoice in and bear the blessed name of Jesus
What then shall we do? But, feel His spirit upon us!

Only He can cause our heart to beat within in our breast
Only He can preserve and protect us and give us rest
Only He can give us strength midst the burdens of life
Only He can forgive our sins and heal us amidst strife
Only He gives us knowledge, peace, joy, and power
And Only He can bring us back to Heavenly Father in that hour

We can partake and drink thirstily
Or remain weak; lacking, foolishly
We can live in His Light and see clearly
Or remain blind; impaired severely
We can know in life what is abundant
Or remain filthy; despite the atonement

The highest achievements are not for a select few
For Christ can transform us, because He is able too
Though life is hard, the Lord’s way is never hard
If we choose what’s right and all the rest discard
Those with good sense will follow Him and obey
He is the Resurrection and the Life. He is the Way

Elder Lawrence E. Corbridge
The Way
Ensign, November 2008, 34

John 14: 6, 14
Jesus saith unto him, I am the way, the truth, and the life: no man cometh unto the Father, but by me.

But whosoever drinketh of the water that I shall give him shall never thirst; but the water that I shall give him shall be in him a well of water springing up into everlasting life.

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A child without nurture
Can there be a future?
When all that’s seen is wrong
How can one turn out strong?…

With the drug deals and sex trade
The police often came to raid
Yet, they never rescued the child
From this lifestyle that was vile

The father was vengeful…
The boy must become useful
As the mother had long left
The boy soon was taught theft

His own bed was given away
For the addict or thief to lay
While he slept on the floor
Hearing sex through each door

And when the music was loud
His judgement often did cloud
He would tear at his own skin
To be relieved of a force within

And as the boy became older
His heart inside grew colder
For everything inside did stew
As he picked fights each day, too

But, they could not match the pain
Of his father’s beatings and disdain
To survive, he learned to judge what he saw
Whether to lie or inside withdraw…

How will this man child turn out?
Statistics leave us no doubt!
But… could kind time erase this imprint
Perhaps, if but light showed a glint

He grew hard with hatred and pity within
For someone must prove that they could love him
As, he did not trust those who gave him aid
It was with drama and anger that he paid

A young woman did not judge and gave him love
But, eventually even her he did shove
He thought himself damaged and too far gone
That like his father he would go on

He dared church missionaries to teach him
Truly intending to berate them
But, as He told his story in full
He felt their love and a warmth did pool

The Elders came, and a seed was planted
That God was his Father- the truth he was granted
He could pray out to him for what he needed
Perhaps, like a junkyard, he could be weeded

But, once the weeds were cleared there was more
As the past madness still in him tore
Yet,in him four dreams he chose to peruse
That a new man in him might infuse

God, love, hope, and family- could be found
But, first he must find himself on solid ground
As he’d never known structure or self-discipline
He enlisted in the Coast Guard to change within

As he learned the good of wise choices
A need for education in him made noises
And he became lonely for that girl in his past
This time he was determined to make it last!

It was not easy…for his old past haunted
He could be cruel as like his father he taunted
With three children, his wife almost left
But, the gospel heals, he was not left bereft

The sickness in him, he did destroy
As, more and more he came to love each boy
A step at a time a new life can be cast
Unto a new heart that will ever last

And this soul survivor can attest
That the past can be laid to rest
Gone the damage and the torture
As he’s blessed with hope to ever endure

thoughts after reading
Soul Survivor
James Ballou
Amazon books

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Another House is Dark

Another house is dark
Where I walk at night
Seemingly cold and stark
Where once a welcoming light

And soon we will be next
After all of these years
My muscles work to flex
I’m too busy now for tears

All the walls are now bare
The boxes have been sealed
The piano is not there
To the truck it has been wheeled

We had tried everything
More hours and less pay
But, still the debts did ring
Till now we’re releaved of this pain

Now is the time for trust
To believe in God above
Though to the cold we’ve been thrust
We’ve still each other and love

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I went for a walk tonight
Thinking to clear my head
Wishing to make things right
Of some harsh things I had said

Like a wound or a scrape
This pain I’ve caused must heal
And though I’d wish to escape
I must repent for the cut to heal

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On A Star Filled NIght

On a star filled night
The full moon arose
A big ball of light
That all heaven knows

Though long out of sight
The sun can be seen
Reflected and bright
Upon this moon- a sheen

Perhaps this night’s for
Us to ponder anew
What lies at our core
To guide the things we do

A time to reflect
What is in our heart?
And too, to detect
Our paths we would to chart

Come thirty days more
I’ll see this moon again
Casting shadows at my door
To reach me like a friend

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When You Were Hungry

When you were hungry
I gave you food
Till it was empty
You thought it good

When you were thirsty
I gave you drink
Till it was empty
And in the sink

When you were injured
I gave you aid
And your smile assured
That I was paid

When you were naked
I gave you clothes
When you were sickly
I held you close

When you broke the law
I didn’t balk
Though the pain was raw
We still did talk

When you were tired
I gave you rest
And this peace inspired
Pure love at best

When you needed love
I gave you much
For heaven’s made of
Good things of such

When to my neighbor
I show kindness
For Christ I labor
And I’m my finest

When to a stranger
I welcome in
That babe in the manger
It is unto Him

And all that I do
Is for my Lord
To show love anew
That He is adored

Matthew 25:
35 For I was an hungred, and ye gave me meat: I was thirsty, and ye gave me drink: I was a stranger, and ye took me in:
36 Naked, and ye clothed me: I was sick, and ye visited me: I was in prison, and ye came unto me.
37 Then shall the righteous answer him, saying, Lord, when saw we thee an hungred, and fed thee? or thirsty, and gave thee drink?
38 When saw we thee a stranger, and took thee in? or naked, and clothed thee?
39 Or when saw we thee sick, or in prison, and came unto thee?
40 And the King shall answer and say unto them, Verily I say unto you, Inasmuch as ye have done it unto one of the least of these my brethren, ye have done it unto me.
41 Then shall he say also unto them on the left hand, Depart from me, ye cursed, into everlasting fire, prepared for the devil and his angels:
42 For I was an hungred, and ye gave me no meat: I was thirsty, and ye gave me no drink:
43 I was a stranger, and ye took me not in: naked, and ye clothed me not: sick, and in prison, and ye visited me not.
44 Then shall they also answer him, saying, Lord, when saw we thee an hungred, or thirst, or a stranger, or naked, or sick, or in prison, and did not minister unto thee?
45 Then shall he answer them, saying, Verily I say unto you, Inasmuch as ye did it not to one of the least of these, ye did it not to me.
46 And these shall go away into everlasting punishment: but the righteous into life eternal.

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In a grove of trees where morning light gives birth
Young Joseph Smith humbly knelt, desiring much to know
If and where God’s kingdom was still upon the earth
Thus, to him- God and His Son, as personages did show
To commence the restoration and teach mankind their worth

Ever since this day, the prayer lines remain open
To succeeding prophets, who guide us and instruct
May those with listening ears, heed all that is spoken
And cleave to their covenants while improving their conduct
As well as humbly praying in remembrance and in token

D&C 88: 131
Let him offer himself in prayer upon his knees before God, in token or remembrance of the everlasting covenant.

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