A poem for a poet … in memory of Marlyn Wickert … by Dave Scott

He was a poet, a farmer, a craftsman and more,He now sees himself in Christ as never before,

We loved him as husband and dad and brother and friend … on this earth,
One day in Christ we will love him forever … in glory.

He was joyful and kind and loving … His smile showed us all of that and more … 

He was “a character” … he was strong … He would squeeze your hand with that vise-like grip … and smile … 

A fun-loving, somewhat ornery smile … as he made you yip … His joy of life was contagious … And you would feel joy when he finally loosened his grip …

Yes … that is our poet and farmer and craftsman … and character … The one we loved … the one who loved us …He was thoughtful and responsible and dependable …

You could count on him being there … But now he’s not here … he’s there … with Christ in glory … Kind of confusing my words I know … 

But here is what is not confusing … As the poet and farmer and craftsman knows …

You can count on Christ to bring you to glory … If you bow your heart while still here below … And believe him for redemption and forgiveness of sins …

Because … well … who knows when it is our time to … you know … So follow the lead of the poet and farmer and craftsman …

And believe in the Savior … And then like him … when it’s your turn to go …

Do what he did … 

Take your last breath and follow Jesus to glory.

Softly and Tenderly – Chuck Butterfield – February 25, 2018

Softly And Tenderly

Verse 1: Softly and tenderly Jesus is calling, Calling for you and for me, See on the portals He’s waiting and watching, Watching for you and for me.

Chorus: Come home, come home, Ye who are weary come home, Earnestly, tenderly, Jesus is calling, Calling, O sinner, come home.

Verse 2: Why should we tarry when Jesus is pleading, Pleading for you and for me, Why should we linger and heed not His mercies, Mercies for you and for me.

Verse 3: Time is now fleeting the moments are passing, Passing from you and from me, Shadows are gathering death-beds are coming, Coming for you and for me.

Verse 4: O for the wonderful love He has promised, Promised for you and for me, Tho we have sinned He has mercy and pardon, Pardon for you and for me.

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Chuck Butterfield – FFC Strings Group