November 19, 2018

"Tickling the Keys"



“Tickling the Keys”

cji
11/19/18

Lightly listing over
barely touching
tickling the keys
soft light sounds
resonating all around
profusions of softness
like a Shearing/Brahms
just enough to catch
holding attention
feelings to lift
tickling the keys!

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November 18, 2018

"To Be Thankful"



“To Be Thankful”

cji
11/19/18

A child looks in wonderment
seeing butterflies and birds
hearing softness of sounds
feeling the love of Father
the child is always thankful
understanding much more
through innocent eyes
clean ears and fingers
for to be thankful always!

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Ministering: “Should the Commandments Be Rewritten”



“Should the Commandments Be Rewritten”
Richard L. Evans October 1971

Perhaps I could begin with an interesting question posed recently and an equally interesting answer. The question was, “Don’t you think the commandments should be rewritten?” The answer was, “No, they should be reread.
This may be a good point from which to take off for consideration of some fundamental facts; namely, the commandments of God are there. They come from a divine source. The experience of the ages has proved the need for them, and has proved what happens if they are ignored.
So why spend life in the frustration and unhappiness and sorrow and tragedy of trying to rationalize and wave them away?
Beginning with the Ten Commandments may be as good a place as any. It would be well to read and reread them and not spend life trying to convince ourselves that they really don’t mean what they say.
Some things the commandments say thou shalt not do, and if that is what they say, that’s what they mean, and there’s a reason for it.
Some of them say this you should do, and there’s a reason for it.
It would be interesting sometime to make a list of what our Father in heaven tells us to do and what he tells us not to do. Any parent is faced with the same situation. Any doctor is faced with the same situation.
Essentially this is what the gospel is: counsel from a living Father who says to his children, “You have limitless, everlasting possibilities. You also have your freedom. It’s up to you how you use it. This is what you can become if you take my advice—and this is what will happen if you don’t. The choice is yours.”
We all make choices every day. We all have to live with the results of the choices we make.
It’s just that plain. It isn’t a question of quibbling or hairsplitting or arguing about the mysteries or brooding about the things God hasn’t yet told us, while neglecting the things he has told us. Let’s stop quarreling with the commandments and the requirements and just face the facts.
Who knows better than the Creator and Father of us all what is and isn’t essential?
Brilliant men, philosophers and others, have wrestled with these questions through the centuries, and haven’t arrived at any answers they can agree on among themselves.
I have a great respect for scholarship, for education and research, for academic excellence, and for the magnificent accomplishments of sincere and searching men. But I also have great respect for the word of God, and his prophets, and life’s purpose; and it comes to a question of where to place our trust.
I have been privileged to know some of the ablest men on earth—men of many faiths, many professions, many accomplishments, in nearly 150 countries. But I’ve never known a man who knew enough that I was willing to trust him with my everlasting life.
Sometimes people quibble about the meaning of scripture and rationalize and justify themselves in doing things they well know they shouldn’t do. They sometimes say, for example, that “Thou shalt not commit adultery” doesn’t include all the other kinds and degrees of immoral sins and perversions, or that the Word of Wisdom, for example, doesn’t catalogue all the substances and brand names and all the products and dope and harmful things that have been discovered or concocted that are not good for men.
Obviously, all of them couldn’t be catalogued. In the words of King Benjamin: “And finally, I cannot tell you all the things whereby ye may commit sin; for there are divers ways and means, even so many that I cannot number them.” (Mosiah 4:29.)
The Lord expects us to use wisdom and common sense and not quibble about what obviously isn’t good for the body or mind or spirit or morals of man. And before doing or partaking of anything, stop and ask honestly, “Does this contribute to health? Does it contribute to happiness? Would this please God? Will this bless and benefit me and others, or does it drag me down? Is it good or isn’t it?”
It doesn’t matter what people call things. It matters what they are—what they do. If I may modify Shakespeare considerably: Anything by any name will still be what it is and will still do what it does no matter what you call it.
And if anyone doubts that all forms of moral infraction and perversion are not condemned by scripture, may we assure you that there are scriptures that could be cited for you that prohibit all evils, all impurities and perversions, all uncleanness and excesses, all unwise habits and unbecoming conduct.
Why quibble? Why not simply accept the facts and be honest with ourselves?
“… fear God, and keep his commandments: for this is the whole duty of man.” (Eccl. 12:13.)
“If ye love me,” said our Savior, “keep my commandments.” (John 14:15.)
But we ought also to keep the commandments simply as a favor to ourselves.
Many years ago Emerson wrote an essay, “Compensation,” in which he said:
“The world looks like a multiplication-table, or a mathematical equation, which, turn it how you will, balances itself. … Every secret is told, every crime is punished, every virtue rewarded, every wrong redressed, in silence and certainty. …
“Cause and effect, means and ends, seed and fruit, cannot be severed; for the effect already blooms in the cause, … the fruit in the seed. …
“What will you have? quoth God; pay for it and take it. … Thou shalt be paid exactly for what thou hast done, no more, no less. …
“A man cannot speak but he judges himself. … Every opinion reacts on him who utters it. …
“You cannot do wrong without suffering wrong. …
“The thief steals from himself. The swindler swindles himself. …
“… it is impossible to get anything without its price. …
“Commit a crime, and it seems as if a coat of snow fell on the ground, such as reveals in the woods the track of every partridge and fox and squirrel and mole. You cannot recall the spoken word, you cannot wipe out the foot-track, you cannot draw up the ladder, so as to leave no inlet or clew.
“… we gain the strength of the temptation we resist. …
“Men suffer all their life long under the foolish superstition that they can be cheated. But it is … impossible for a man to be cheated by anyone but himself. …”
I heard from President Lee a very short sentence that said essentially what Emerson said, that there are no successful sinners. It is a remarkable sentence to contemplate.
Since there is a law of compensation that is built into life, we ought always to take time to stop and look and consider what we do, and fail to do, and what we will wish we had done.
Now this to our youth: There are persuasive people who will tell you that the commandments of God are not valid, that there are no serious consequences for breaking them.
But if you want a guideline to know whom to follow, who’s telling the truth, ask yourself always, “Is what this person is telling me or tempting me to do something that will bring me happiness and peace and lead me to my highest possibilities, or is it something that will lead me to the baser side?”
Don’t follow anyone who will endeavor to destroy ideals, reject the commandments, or lead you to lower levels.
I heard a question once asked by President [Hugh B.] Brown: “Do you want to repent or to rationalize?”
To quote a sentence from Cromwell: “I beseech you, … Think it possible that you may be mistaken.”
Anyone is mistaken if what he is doing would lead him down physically, mentally, or morally, if it would destroy his peace, or estrange him from his Father in heaven, or impair his everlasting life.
“Pride,” said John Ruskin, “is at the bottom of all great mistakes.”
At least, pride is one of the principal barriers to repentance, because we can’t correct an error without first admitting a mistake.
God bless you, my beloved young friends, and be with you and give you the humility to overcome pride, to admit and correct mistakes.
Respect parents. Confide in them. Respect yourselves. Respect God and the knowledge he has given. Don’t gamble with life. It is all we have.
Don’t tempt temptation. Don’t foolishly see how close you can come to danger or evil, how close you can come to a precipice. Stay away from what you shouldn’t do or where you shouldn’t go, or what you shouldn’t partake of.
And if you’ve turned toward some dead-end or down some wrong road, turn back as quickly as you can—not later than right now—and thank God for the principle of repentance.
Don’t run aimlessly looking to and fro for what has already been found. Don’t live by the sophistries and temptations of these times.
Don’t tamper with the degrading soul- and body-destroying things of life. Don’t deliberately look less than your best, or grubby or unclean, physically or morally.
Parents, set before your children an example of honesty and honor and cleanliness and righteousness and dedication to duty.
Children, love and respect your parents. They’ve given you life. They’d die for you. Families, draw closer together, in love and kindness, preserving the home, building traditions that will make you proud of each other and grateful to belong and be what you are.
Should the commandments be rewritten? No, they should be reread and become the guide and standard of our lives, if we want health and happiness and peace and self-respect.
I remember the words of a beloved stake president, and I thank him for the thought he left with me some months ago. He said, “I used to ride the range with my father, looking for lost sheep or cattle. And as we would mount a ridge we would look off into a distant hollow or a clump of trees, and my father would say, ‘There they are.’” But this stake president said, “My father could see farther than I could, and often I couldn’t see them. But I knew they were there because my father said so.”
There are many things, my beloved brethren and sisters, that I know and you know are there, because our Father said so. And I know that he lives, that he made us in his image, that he sent his divine Son, our Savior, to show us the way of life and redeem us from death. I know that he will enter into our lives as fully as we let him, and that his church and gospel and way of life are on earth and here with us, and that we will realize our highest possibilities if we accept the counsels God has given, and that we will fall somewhat, somewhere short of what we might have been, or might have had, if we run contrary to his commandments. God bless you and be with you always, I pray in the name of Jesus Christ. Amen.

“Simple Rule”
(Keep the Commandments)

cji
11/18/18

Over and over repeated
what are we to do?
running here and there
jumping off high buildings
inhaling stiff drugs
drinking the night away
all worldly answers
then there’s one more
‘rewrite the Commandments’
missing the idea of obedience
the simple rule of Salvation
not unlike God’s other law
discarding the Constitution
rather than reading discerning
keeping all of God’s law!

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November 17, 2018

"A Day of Rest"



“A Day of Rest”

cji
11/18/18

Rest is meaningful
with a purpose
on the Sabbath Day
commanded to do
as with many others
yet like the others
too many disobey
a day of rest
is the Sabbath Day!

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November 16, 2018

"Created an Orphan"



“Created an Orphan”

cji
11/17/18

Required by the Plan
leaving Father’s presence
thus becoming orphan
one among the many
some in acceptance
forgetting of Father
thinking of newness
called family but not
a few this is the truth
eternal families sealed
only the very few
thus an orphan to be
Father wanting me back
adopting obedience
seeking eternal spouse
children and family
thus able to return
entwined with Father
required by the Plan!

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November 15, 2018

"Teach"



“Teach”

cji
11/6/18

A command given
to be obeyed always
teach the truth always
teach all who will hear
weary not the others
sometimes one will hear
others none at all
teach my servant
teach my children
endure to the end
endure to the end!

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November 14, 2018

"Habiliments"



“Habiliments”

cji
11/15/18

Listen maybe to feel
feel maybe to discern
discern to know truth
truth of the Savior
which will happen
habiliments of Satan
or those of the Savior
putting on the whole armor
head to toe inside/outside
impossible to tell either
without the Holy Ghost
fool not self or others
truth to thus discern
discern to thus feel
feel to thus listen!

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November 13, 2018

"Created a White Bug"



“Created a White Bug”

cji
11/14/18

There’re all kinds of bugs
pink ones – bright ones
red ones – green ones
smelly ones – quiet ones
and they there is me
white pale and small
created a white bug
still photogenic smiling
what a life to behold!

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November 12, 2018

"Caught by Surprise"



“Caught by Surprise”

cji
11/13/18

What a surprise we had
twins only five months
what could we do …
we endured with smile
then asked advice next
our nephew Tristan
suggesting Grandpa
quickly we implored
(Tristan’s grandfather
our Great Uncle Chuck)
now we’ve a plan to do
no more Minnie/Mickey
or Daisy/Donald to be
even Pebbles/BamBam
possible chip and dale
rather to be two peas
maybe even radishes
no longer caught unaware
even thou twins boy/girl
Alexis will intervene
I’ll nod by head
Mom-Dad listening
Please – pea pods
Carrot sticks or corn
Smile – love you
Mother and Father
Alexis/Zachary
your loving twins!

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November 11, 2018

"Another Day"



“Another Day”

cji
11/12/18

Celebrated as a Monday
today Veteran’s Day
for a holiday day off
yet dishonoring most
cheating in elections
caring not what doing
no honor – no virtue
hating American
hating Veterans
hating honor/values
another day sadly
another day sadly!

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November 10, 2018

"Veteran's Day and Andersonville"







“Veteran’s Day”

cji
11/11/18

We served without guile
innocent some more others
teenagers to older aged
boys, girls, women, men
soldiers, sailors, marines
coast guard and air force
different services but one
merchant seamen as well
defend freedom for all
the spoiled politicians
hippies, druggies, snowflakes
crooks, criminals, illegals
we fought for all of them
good, wicked, innocent
worldly amid graft/pelf
we’re called a nation
yet are we on this day
Veteran’s Day today
or have we’ve divided
the dnc seeking all power
socialism instead of freedom
yet we served for all
freedom/Constitution
we’re Veterans always!


“POW’s Andersonville and the Civil War”

“It was a tear . . .”

cji
11/11/18

fully developed
that would
not now
or again
caress my
wife of child’s
cheek or person
for this teardrop
froze in place
never to fall
for freedoms price
was my cost
in this hell forgotten
place,
called
by name
by name
forgotten as my tear . . .!”


“Over by . . .

cji
11/11/18

the side
where shadows
fell did we seek
to cover ourselves
from his eyes
for just one moment
to be free from his sight
to be free one moment
then to return
to his eyes
rejuvenated
given the strength
to endure
till one more time
to seek the shadows
free from our guards
the enemies eyes . . .!”


“We ran away . . .

cji
11/11/18

not in an act of cowardice
but in one of hope
for freedom was found
beyond the physical being
so we ran,
we crawled,
we groveled,
into the deep shadows
the inner recesses
of our minds
of our beings
to sit once again
on mothers lap,
to the sunshine of youth,
we ran away
from these
shackles and chains . . .!”

“He wasn’t much . . .

cji
11/11/18


maybe 18, I don’t know
we just met up
stayed together
sometimes we’d talk
he never spoke of home
so I told him of mine
he’d been around
from the places he spoke of
places I’d never seen
no he wasn’t much
but we buried him today
he’d had a wound
we didn’t know
I put his name
on a scrap
tied to his toe,
he wasn’t much
just my friend . . .!”

“You know . . .

cji
11/11/18

I don’t know
what is that makes war
or why men can’t agree
or why there is so much horror.
I don’t know why
we can’t get along.

I was a farmer
Johnny Reb
told me he was a farmer
so why are we killing
each other?

It wasn’t funny
but it was
the two of us sitting their
he with his gun
me with mine
just waiting
to see who came by.

His people came first
so I’m in prison
and last I heard
he was up near
Fredericksburg.

He writes when he can
not very well
says he doesn’t know
who is better off
him or me.

Well I sure wish
I was him
and him me
Fredericksburg
is a whole lot
closer to home!”

“But I’ve learned …

cji
11/11/18

that war is hell
and prison is
the lowest level
and the horror
of cannons
and bullets
is nothing
to the horror
of the screams
of your brothers
and that there
is nothing you can do
is nothing you can do
is nothing you can
is nothing you
is nothing
is . . .!”

“Little flower”

cji
11/11/18

How in the world
did you get in here
what did you do so wrong
as to be condemned with us?

Oh I know you can’t hear me
or even know I’m here
but you won’t last long
as a little flower here.

But since you’re here
I’ll care for you just in case
the one who brought you here
will take some time to care for me!


“Wandering . . .

cji
11/11/18

my mind seeks escape
were none is found
this isn’t what I’d thought
when first the call came
excitement, adventure
going after the Yanks
going to go
and come right back
be a hero
have the locals
flock around
to hear my stories
of war and killing
and winning
and whatever
other lies could be told!”


“But now my mind …

cji
11/11/18

only wants to escape
from this hell
called Elmira
called Delaware
called infamy
forgotten by all.

Wandering
my mind remembers
only childhood dreams
fishing in the creek
hunting coon’s at night
the foolishness
of knights
of heroes
on big white horses . . .!”


“Please remember me . . .

cji
11/11/18

This is how I start my prayers
each night and each morning
for where I’m now
is surely not a place
where God would dwell.

Surely this place is hidden
far from anyone’s eyes
far from where humans live
and I’m afraid
I’ll be forgotten and lost.

Please remember me . . .
I’m your son
you sent me here
to grow and learn
to come home again.

Remember how we laughed
and played when I was young
surely I had more time
to get to know you better
and for you to know me.

So please Lord
remember me
in this forsaken place
called Andersonville
where you would never dwell. . .!”



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