Get A Handel On It

“Get a handle on it”

My father used to say

He died not much longer after that

But his words ne’er passed away

They would come back to my memory

Amidst all my challenges and trials

I could have flustered and lost command

But I took control in master style

There’s another master who comes to mind

And his challenge was the hardest ever

He had to bring the life of his Master

To the forefront- a remarkable endeavor

But his task was to honor Him with music

A gift given him in abundance

The experts said he “got a Handel on it”

And it now imbues the great expanse

When I look at dirty streams and waters

I have no fear of their effect

For “He shall Purify” all that is dross, impure

And all the flawed he shall perfect

When I think of painful times and sorrow

These poignant words offer some relief

Yes, He helps us through death and sadness

For “Surely He Hath Born Our Grief”

When I think of myself being sick

And cuts and bruises, things of this type

I know for certain that I’ll be healed

For He says we will be “With These Stripes”

When I think of the world’s starving people

So hungry and faint that they can’t walk

I know we’ll all eat and be filled

For He said “He Shall Feed His Flock” 

When I think of the end of my life

And all the hurt and pain it brings

I know with His help I’ll overcome

He said…“Oh Death Where Is Thy Sting”

The words “Lift Up Your Heads” and “Glory To God”

Are to my God and fellow men directed

No more fear of being buried and forgotten

“Thanks Be To God” we are all resurrected.

c aaron