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Thursday, March 7, 2013. The Criminal On The Cross. By larry r Linville. I hung beside a special man. Who was out of place between us. I tried to be encouraging. But the other criminal could only cuss. My heart was warmed when I heard him say. Father forgive them everyone. Although the dark clouds gathered. It seemed like he brought out the sun. All the evil things I had done. Suddenly seemed to disappear. And for the first time I felt clean. With God’s love so very near. Boldly I asked if I could be.

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Saturday, April 7, 2012. When Jesus Woke Up In The Tomb. By larry r Linville. I wonder what Jesus was thinking. When he opened his eyes in that tomb. With the darkness blacker than black. And nothing could be seen in the gloom. I wonder when he got to his feet. And carefully folded the shroud. Just as the stone rolled wide open. Very slowly and it wasn’t loud. Was the sky so bright it hurt his eyes. But he soon saw the flowers in bloom. As he walked for a short distance. And turned to look at the tomb.

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Lines from Larry: October 2011

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Wednesday, October 12, 2011. Accident in the Barn. By larry r linville. When I was a child I never heard. My father use a four letter word. I never knew his humor was great. Until I’ve begun to cogitate. 8220;Are we going to clean out manure? I thought we were but I wasn’t sure. 8220;No, I’m going to manure,” he said. But his words didn’t get in my head. I understood not his bodily need. But I climbed to the hayloft with great speed. I grabbed a pitchfork that I would use. In my haste I fell to the floor.

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Lines from Larry: December 2012

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Sunday, December 23, 2012. By larry r Linville. Here's a poem I wrote for the church service today (Dec. 23, 2012). After years as a struggling carpenter. My life was taking a turn for the good. I could now ask the beautiful Mary. To be my wife and she said she would. I don’t think my feet ever touched the ground. Everywhere I walked in our little town. My joy was crushed when she told me some news. Which turned my smile into a great big frown. She said she was to give birth to God’s son. He said He came...

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Saturday, July 28, 2012. Turkey Vultures at Camp. By larry r Linville. A pair of turkey vultures sat. High in the branches of a tree. As the young campers cars arrived. As far their eagle eyes could see. They’d seen them come and go before. And they’d never done any harm. They wondered what would happen this time. Since the weather was so warm. They talked to the lowly sparrow. Whom God’s eyes were always set on. The sparrow told them not to fret. Because God’s care is never gone. Its a very nice poem :).

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Lines from Larry: August 2011

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Tuesday, August 30, 2011. The Lamb Without Blemish. By larry r Linville. Sung to tune of “Amazing Grace.”). Bring out the lamb without blemish. And slaughter it at night. And put some blood on the door posts. To start a sacred rite. The blood will be a telling sign. That God will surely give. So when the plague comes by your house. Your family will live. The lamb with bitter herbs and bread. You shall gather to eat. Which made you life complete. Another lamb without blemish. Was slaughtered on a hill.

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Lines from Larry: February 2012

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Saturday, February 25, 2012. Reflections on my Call. By larry r Linville. I didn’t know at the age of twelve. When I answered God’s call to preach. That the commitment I had made. Would be difficult for me to reach. I had a laity concept. Of what a preacher’s job is about. When sometimes the sheer magnitude. Can smother a person with doubt. I couldn’t imagine the great bliss. That comes when you help another. Or how much pain there can be. When you work with a sick brother. And yet when I felt exhaustion.

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Sunday, December 23, 2012. By larry r Linville. Here's a poem I wrote for the church service today (Dec. 23, 2012). After years as a struggling carpenter. My life was taking a turn for the good. I could now ask the beautiful Mary. To be my wife and she said she would. I don’t think my feet ever touched the ground. Everywhere I walked in our little town. My joy was crushed when she told me some news. Which turned my smile into a great big frown. She said she was to give birth to God’s son. He said He came...

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Thursday, March 7, 2013. The Old Letter Jacket. By larry r Linville. It hangs on a nail in the hallway. As it has for so many years. Displaying the old school colors. While it listens for old school cheers. It was once daily apparel. The owner went nowhere without it. But it’s been there alone forever. Because these day it just doesn’t fit. It’s colors seem to have faded. But the letter hangs there like a sign. Of a teenager’s accomplishments. In sports and in music so fine. It watches its owner each day.