Towards Eternity.

Goldfinch60



The droning goes on

As the preacher speaks,

His voice unintelligible.

I look round the Church

And see others equally bemused.

I look out the window

And see My River floating by,

And the glory of My Spirit

Floating just above it.

 

I return from my dream

But he is still speaking,

In his strange boring way.

I look round the Church

And see others nodding – asleep.

I look out the window

And see the sky,

The soft white clouds

Floating in their sea of blue.

 

Once more I return

But the preacher won’t stop,

He doesn’t seem to care.

I look round the Church

At the boredom on their faces.

I look into myself,

And see My Life within me

As My River and My Spirit

Float with the clouds,

With wondrous pleasure,

Towards that wonderful Eternity.

  • Author: Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 30th, 2018 02:17
  • Comment from author about the poem: Some services are just like this, so I look out of the window and dream.
  • Category: Spiritual
  • Views: 62
  • Users favorite of this poem: Laura🌻
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  • orchidee

    So it's true! People do nod off in sermons. A pity, as we wish preachers would hold us in rapt attention. But sometimes in a cuckoo-land or dream-land. Did he preach for what seemed like an eternity?
    And how's those church meetings?! heehee.

    • Goldfinch60

      Yes it is true, the mpChurch meetings are much worse.

    • Lorna

      And so you were out playing with God and nature! He probably wasn't in the church either!

      • Goldfinch60

        Yes I was with God, but God is everywhere’.

      • orchidee

        I thought ya was gonna have a good time with a visiting preacher there?

        • Goldfinch60

          I am talking about our normal Minister, the one on Sunday was quite good.

          • orchidee

            Ahh - back to 'normal' soon then? Doh!

          • Ryuji

            Wow this is wonderful! Sadly it is true. But I do love a good revival rally!

            • Goldfinch60

              Thank you LRP, most kind.

            • onepauly

              wonderfully written! easily understood. fanfare for the common man. that is also in a Jethro tull album. ha! ha!
              coincidence?

              • Goldfinch60

                Thank you op, yes pure coincidence. I might have to look at that track.

              • Laura🌻

                Andy,
                A fine write which I enjoyed reading. It does resonates!

                I liked the clip very much! The last time I heard “Fanfare for the Common Man” was at the Memorial Service for Arnold Palmer!

                ~Laura~

                • Goldfinch60

                  Thank you Laura.

                  My colleague and I tried to play this, we were in a Swing Band playing trumpet.

                  • Laura🌻

                    How did you and your colleague do?

                    • Goldfinch60

                      We got the occasional note right - no we manged to get through it and it was great fun to play.

                    • Fay Slimm.

                      Some of the points made here are so true Andy - - yet the message of life can come through music at times more clearly than from a pulpit - I love the composition you chose to illustrate this too.

                      • Goldfinch60

                        Thank you Fay.

                        As you know music is very important in my life.

                      • BRIAN & ANGELA

                        Thanks ANDY ~ Love "Fanfare for the Common MAN " Very American Brassy & Brash ~ but I love it ! The preaching in Evangelical Services is generally more lively and I've never seen anyone asleep despite all the standin' for happy~clappy sinhgin' ! Some of the 80+ sit for the singin' and just hand~jive Nobody goes to sleep when I PREACH ! Yours BRIAN

                        • Goldfinch60

                          They didn't go to sleep when I preached either, they were laughing too much.



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