"Work Of Art"

The day I was born into the human race; I must have been a sight cause they say the doctor slapped my face.

When just a boy, a little girl could break my heart but it didn't take too long for these blues to depart.

Even with my first little puppy I fell in love and am now sure was a gift from God above.

All through this old life time left many scars but it's alright cause I know God still makes the stars.

Though my life has sometimes tasted sour; I know I've yet to live in my finest hour.

I've found God gives His greatest power to a little child and the beauty of His flower.

I have had good friends but some have lost touch and name but whether I have shame or I have fame; Christ remains the same.

Since in heaven I've staked my claim; life's fires still burn but I'm protected from the flame.

I've never claimed to be one great or smart but I have by God love planted in my heart.

The day I was born and right from the start; I must have been a sight cause they say God creates us each one, a work of art.

Written by Bob Wood

Psalms 147: 4 ... He telleth the number of the stars; he calleth them all by their names. 5 ... Great is our Lord, and of great power: his understanding is infinite. 6 ... The Lord lifteth up the meek: he casteth the wicked down to the ground.

I like most I know have tried my whole life to improve the person that I am. It's certainly not because I am ashamed of who I am or my roots. I was born to sharecropper parents in West Tennessee. I remember my folks went in debt and I couldn't see it was much different than being a sharecropper. I had wonderful uncles that treated me more like a brother than a nephew. I am the oldest grandchild in our family. I had many disappointments and failures in my life but I've seen more of life's good than one body should ever be allowed. I learned in the cotton fields to look at the whole patch but to take it one row at a time. I've learned the only real ones that can hurt you are the people you love. I learned in my early school years that it is ok to be considered second class. Afterall that is better than no class and I learned early in life to set a goal. Some that felt they were first class, didn't give me much to look forward to. For some reason I never really had a very high opinion of myself but I've learned that God does. I have never felt qualified to do a job but God sends me anyway. I've always felt folks would find out that I don't know what I'm doing and I would be done. I've also learned that in spite of my feelings that I've never been sent to a job, that God couldn't nor would not handle. I was always sort of shy but God now sends me to folks everywhere to tell about His Son. I guess you might say that if I was a light bulb; I might be a little dim but if you could look into my heart; the light would hurt your eyes. Shucks, I don't mind growing older. I just wish it wouldn't come so quickly. I've learned that the good old days are being made today. I've learned that God is Love and Love is Personal. May God Really Bless You!. Keep shining and be as good as you can be and when you have a chance; you pray for me.

Bob Wood

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