Season 5, Episode 5, God and the People Around You

45, 5-5, SHOW  NOTES & COPYRIGHTS, Today we are reading from Living In God’s Rhyme about an experience at work in sharing and in the mysterious ways God does work in our lives.  And a couple of other special ones.Talk Around the Table (Living In God’s Rhyme, pg. 127)As he was walking toward the tableThe others were already talkingAs the smell of food was in the airAnd the mood at the table was good.And of course he thoughtWhy doesn’t good rhyme with foodBut mood does with oneBut not the other?It was hard to be understood.But he found as he listened to the soundOf their voices talking as he was walkingThere are rhymes that at times,Rhymes heard without the sound of a voice.One comment turned the talk to God.Admittedly for lunch talk this was odd.There were believers and there were not,But calm prevailed and the talk did not get hot.Oh sure sometimes it was out of syncAs someone took time to thinkOf what to say next and not perplexThose around the table, if one was able.What started as a freewheeling talk festWhere one never was made to feel like a guestThe talk turned to a serious conversation,A discussion of God and man’s salvation.Through it all it was a comfortable timeWhere occasionally the yours and mineDiffered, but never led to a divisionThat can be caused by one or the other’s decision.We listened with open earsAnd some spoke of their fearsWhile some spoke in quiet tonesThat Jesus’ love is what atones.There was this and that among the chit chatAnd a good share of that was of God’s careFrom our beginning and beyond our end,All of this around the table of friends.And as we left there was one who beamedBecause of questions that were answered.The conversation planted the seed it seemedBecause he knew one would follow to water.Reflection on Talk Around the TableThis happened at work one day.Discussion:Days of Discouragement (Living In God’s Rhyme, pg. 129)He woke up to a buzzing alarm,Though startled, it did him no harm.Sitting up he stretched his armsAs like bees thoughts came in swarms.This day wasn’t yesterdaySo he did kneel and prayThat he would find God’s wayAnd there he would stay.Preparing himself for the day aheadHoping that . . . Suddenly, The day came crashing down instead.The rhyme was gone,Thoughts became thoughtless,Words had no sounds.Then walking through an open doorAs he wished, not hoped, for something more,He saw someone he knew,Who yesterday he had talked to.It wasn’t that the person was thereThat brought him to reality.It was the question that was askedThat made him stop and stare.The question was a reflectionOf that person’s recollectionOf yesterday’s sharing of God’s wordAnd his hoping it had been heard.It had been heard and the questions spilled out.And as he answered one after another oneHe could feel his spirit rising up, wanting to shout.He knew before the end what God had done.It wasn’t that God had put someone on the path,The path he was taking today.No, God had placed someone in his way,Someone needing to know how to follow God’s path.It wasn’t a believer,Though it was...