Poem

Beep and Wave

George’s sister shared this story. One day she was driving with her brother as he beeped and waved with a smile to everyone they passed. “George, you sure do know a lot of people!” she said. “Oh, I don’t know most of them”, he replied.

You see, George was that special guy who made everyone he encountered feel loved. His booming greeting and genuine interest in you confirmed that you really mattered.

Returning to her home state after the visit, George’s sister emulated her big brother’s approach. She beeped and waved. Smiles were returned. The habit stuck. She noticed that life felt better.

Today, George’s life was celebrated. A poem in the service guide serves as a reminder.

God has not promised
Skies always blue,
Flower-strewn pathways
All our lives thro’,
God has not promised
Sun without rain,
Peace without pain.
But God has promised
Strength for the day,
Rest for the laborer,
Light for the way,
Grace for the trials,
Help from above,
Unfailing sympathy,
Undying love.
                                          -Annie Johnson Flint

Thank you George, for growing love.

Many people will be beeping and waving in your honor.

 

 

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The Grow Love Project

The world can be a scary place,
Making you fear for the human race.
Bad things happen for reasons unknown,
And good people worry that they’re alone.

At times it seems evil knows no bounds,
Causing such sorrowful sights and sounds.
More often these moments invade our day,
And in times of loss, we stop and pray.

We pray for those who are suffering,
With faith in the relief that God will bring.
We hope for the best while fearing the worst,
Dreading the day our own bubble will burst.

And yet, we hesitate to join the fray,
For what can we do – other than pray?
The answer lies within our heart,
Of the solution, we must be a part.

We’ve been given gifts from God above,
As it’s been said, “the greatest… is love”.
To light one candle, instead of cursing the dark,
Is the journey on which we are called to embark.

Love is the candle that lights our way,
In making a difference every day.
When seeking first to serve and give,
Becomes a liberating way to live.

Helping others in ways big and small,
Picking up a neighbor when they stumble or fall.
The impact expands like ripples on a pond,
Reinforcing our human bond.

One act of kindness leads to another,
And we see ourselves as sister and brother.
We witness the power of love growing a bit,
So we stay the course, we do not quit.

Yes, the world can be scary place,
But there is hope for the human race.
It’s through goodness that we’ll give evil the shove-
It’s in times like this that we must Grow Love.

-KMW

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