
The Great Graduation
In the classroom of life where the lessons are long, Some grades come by birthdays, but most by being strong. You don’t earn a new

In the classroom of life where the lessons are long, Some grades come by birthdays, but most by being strong. You don’t earn a new

When your thoughts start to jumble and twist in a knot, And you’re trying to write … but you’re really not— When the fog starts

Oh, boasting about tomorrow is a slippery, silly game, You can’t really know what twists may stake their claim. Today’s the only promise that you’re

When your words feel tangled or lost in a haze, And your story gets stuck in a twisty-wrong maze, Just pause for a moment. Don’t

The mind of the wise loves to learn and explore. While gathering up knowledge, it reaches for more. It listens for truth with its ears

To write with skill that’s rich and deep, you first must want to learn, For truth won’t chase a lazy mind or land where none

Glory is a bright shining thing, rooted in all that is true, Not sparkles that fool the eyes or shadows dressed in blue. It’s honor,

To enter God’s Kingdom, so peaceful and bright, We don’t need fine clothing or muscle or might. Something much sweeter is needed instead— A childlike

I woke up one morning and said, “Oh my cheese. Where’d all my smarts go? They escaped on the breeze.” I chased them in my

When your thoughts dance and your brain’s in a fog, And ideas keep hopping around like a runaway frog, Just pause and say, “Lord, would

In a world of trying to always do our best, We fret and fuss but might fail every test. God shakes his head with a

Writer, you will write till the writing is done, But editing starts when you think you’ve won. You read it again and again, then once