AMSTERDAM QUEST
I set off again on my Amsterdam quest
We can only try our best
Accompanying — is the buzz of former times
With memories that rhyme
A different soul I be
Transformed inwardly
With literature in my hand
A one man band
I stop to ask directions
Hoping for other reflections
And indeed I’m not disappointed
And often anointed
I meet those bound-up with hurt and strife
I hold forth the bread of life
Some listen – others ignore
I buy someone lunch as we further explore
Why we are on this planet
Some see it – others cannot
The whole experience is so worthwhile
While I live my day as God’s child
Dishing out the smiles, handshakes,
Friendly words, whatever it takes
To get you on board
With my precious pearls from The Sword
Those planted seeds
When yielded to – will meet your needs
And you will succumb – no longer to run
Except to embrace The Only Begotten Son
Amen, Ken.May God bless you richly as you continue to tell others of our glorious Savior!
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Yes thanks – this is a reflective piece based on past efforts – but let’s get ready to gossip the gospel again as Covid dies.
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