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12/25/08
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~Before You Left The Womb~
I loved you my little angel, before you knew your time on earth…
I treasured you in your mother’s womb, crying joy’s tears at your birth
I adored your giggle and tiny toes, when your diaper I would change
I held you tight and prayed each night, and your mother did the same
My eyes lit up when you first spoke up, your first “Daddy” and “Mama” too…
Your inquisitive smile, those pretty big eyes, from infant to walking shoes
I watched you grow and play in the snow, your red cheeks, the mittens and gloves
A daddy’s girl with bows and curls, your kind kisses and goodnight hugs…
I could write until dawn of rhymes and songs, of “Humpty” and “The Man On The Moon”
But I’ll stop for now and pray you’ll know somehow, that daddy loved you before you left the womb…
By Brian G. Jett (Copyright-ã 2001)
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Dead Right, Eternally Wrong
"Children accept answers to questions by faith at the very first. Of paradoxical understanding, cynical adults reject answers to questions in faith when unsupported in fact. It would seem that only the severest of dullards might fail considering his life worthy of an eternity with God because of what an ignorant child was just stupid enough to accept as fact by faith. Contrarily, both the self-aggrandized scholar and societal simpleton well into adulthood sadly appears just knave enough to reject through faith without considerable facts at the most pressing time their purpose for marking time fully privy to eternal notions. A temporal existence need not have eternally distressful implications unless egg headed egos requiring soothing are satisfactorily certain, if it were possible, that the God who had begged them thoughtful of all humanity's question crave a semblance of otherworldly possibilities. Such a fool likely sat upon Santa's knee before his free-will and life's demand to be right at all costs measured his faith, not facts, as his greatest of blunders. Eternally and literally dead right was his prideful and shameful wrong. At the very last, Christ's compassion still willing to forgive and allowing this adult still time and cognition to be broken by that implicit despair all might hope to embrace. No person of brainy effort and rationalization has been, is, or ever will be always correct. As a matter of course, not even remotely close to any substantive truth because the need for more than one has served to ease a discordant mind that had nary an original thought if but pawned off as the artifice to exclude God for mere human favor. Only one truth must exist and such a litany of chaps either cannot or will not, more likely, choose Him as greater than they were ever in the past and bearing with forever in each fellow’s future.” –Brian. G. Jett
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