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POSTCARDS FROM THE PAST
by Mary Alice Bowles
02/05/11
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POSTCARDS FROM THE PAST

Jealousy stopped by this morning as I was driving to town. She said, “See your neighbor over there, she owns a purple Cadillac,
she’s doing really well, but on the other hand just look at you,
your old beat up Ford has no pretty tales to tell.
I told her, “get thee behind me Satan; I don’t need to see your face,
you must remember that I’ve been saved and saved by grace
God gave me this old Ford; she drives me from place to place.
Now my old friend jealousy, what do you have to say”?
Then jealousy flew on out the window like a leaf on a windy day.

Me and God drove on down the road, we sung together out loud.
At that moment, I could feel him and I knew he was so proud.
His love was like a blanket as he warmed me through and through.
Being a Christian for one whole week, I was still brand new.

My radio was on that one station, telling about Jesus love.
We giggled over that little tune, “If cartoons got saved,".
With each new day since I became a Christian, More and more of Jesus I crave.

I had to stop at the shopping center to pick up something for lunch
When those four kids get home from school they have to munch and munch
The grocery store was full of folks from every walk of life
I met smile after smile as I traveled down each isle.

I had to pick up some soda pop to satisfy my children’s thirst,
that one thing for sure was an absolute must
While looking for the drink isle, I had to pass that one,
Looking at those bottles was like a loaded gun

The wine sat there on the shelf like an omen in itself,
An old voice from the past said, “Come on Mary, grab a bottle,
Just take one bottle home, you know when you get there you will be all alone.
No one will ever know, just me and you and that bottle of wine.
Mary, don’t you remember the good times”?

I reached out and started to take it off the shelf
The winds of spring went through me, and I knew I was not by myself
A familiar voice said, “Hey Mary, get a grip, remember me I’m still here,
and I promise I will never leave or forsake you, and I’ll go with you all the way.
You have tasted the living flowing fountain, and with you I plan to stay.
The power of God shot through both arms and almost knocked me to the floor
Then I started talking as I walked on down that isle.
I said, "In the Name of Jesus Christ, get thee behind me Satan; I need to rest a little while".

I walked on out the door of the grocery store, so very very free.
It’s like the maker of heaven and earth had took up his abode in me
A burden had been lifted and I could plainly see
That I no longer was that lonely “me” that I had become a “we”!

A beggar stood there on the street, his clothes were of a ragged kind,
He said, “Lady, could you please spare just a dime”?
I had heard about these beggars and someone said,
“He just needs to buy some wine”
Then I looked him in the eyes, they were blue and kind.
An old nagging voice said, “Why would you want to share your money with the likes of him”?
I think he is just the trash of the earth, he’s been begging since birth”
And then I heard this tender voice say,
"give and it shall be given unto you: good measure,
pressed down, and shaken together and running over"!

I emptied out my pockets and that beggar said with a smile,
“I sure do thank you mam” Then I ask him point blank, “Have you heard about the new wine?
Then he said, “What kind is that, can you buy me some”?
Then I said, "I’ll tell you what I’ll do,
I will introduce you to the new wine if with me you’ll come and dine
I know someone who can give it to you and it will make you brand new"

I walked him to the pancake house just across the street,
As we walked through the doors,
all eyes turned to see A beggar in smelly clothes with a lady such as me
The waitress came up to our table
And said, “What would you like to have”?
I said, “Two orders of pancakes and bacon
With coffee on the side, that is, if you don’t mind, mam".

There was no silence at that table
I talked a mile a minute
Every second I was able
That beggar listened intently,
I told him about a risen Savior
I watched his heart just melt
At the end of our conversation
I heard him say, “I accept”!

We walked out of that place happy and so very free
Jesus came to take our place and set the captives free.
I jumped in my beat up old Ford, and turned the car keys to the right.
I looked up into the sky; I had never seen the sun so bright.
The love song from my station was singing,
“HALLEUJAH, GRACE LIKE RAIN
FALLING DOWN, FALLING DOWN”---------------------------------

© Mary Alice Bowles
8/31/05

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