Wilson Along Life's Way


	DEGREE TO DISAGREE If I am cold, You will be hot. We’re at a spot And you are cold When I am not. It seems a plot; The tale is told And its upshot— This is our lot, A problem old Warmth uncontrolled. © 2011 Lois E. Wilson OUT OF SORTS A few friends label her divisive; Her attempts to unify fall flat. Others declare she is derisive. To scorn she replies, “I’m no doormat! You’ve even called me indecisive; I assert, I’m not so sure I’m that!” © 2011 Lois E. Wilson		A GUIDING LIGHT God’s laws and virtues need a retaining wall Strong and tall enough to stem each beck and call From the persistent floods of fads and fashion Spawned by the pressure caused by current passion. God’s guidance and commands Erode from the demands. The anchors of the faith Do not escape the scathe. Bibles receive a new interpretation Forcing churches to do reeducation. But secure in its belief And saved by God’s loving reef, The denomination On a firm foundation Calls members to stand brave, Repels the tidal wave— With fidelity to faith and flock, It becomes a beacon on the rock. © 2011 Lois E. Wilson

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