Season 6, Episode 9, We Are God's Children

59, 6-9, SHOW  NOTES & COPYRIGHTS,  (Scheduled 6/3/2022)Today we are going to talk about children.  Our children and the trust they have in us.  And as God’s children do we come to Him?  As children do we know how to pray?This first reading is from a tentative manuscript title Moments of Rhymes in God’s Times.This is the Facebook post:I need your help.  The book I am writing now, Moments of Rhymes in God’s Times, started out as a book of short poems.  Something different for me.  The other night I had the idea to write children’s prayers.  There are four of them.  I would like feedback on what you think of them.  Should I write more or go back to my normal writing?  Thank you for taking the time.Dear God,I pray for  my family,I pray for my friends,I pray that Your goodness,That it never ends.Dear God,Open my eyesAs I get out of bed.I see the sun rise,Now I pray That I see You today.Dear God,Thank you for today,Forgive me for my wrongsSo I will sing happy songs,For this I do pray.Dear God,I know You are everywhere,I know that you care,Today it is my prayer,To see you everywhere.Dear Lord can be used in place of Dear God.  7/25/19, tcarter#MomentsofRhymesinGodsTimesDiscussion:THE CHILDREN  (God’s Rhyme, pg. 40)Bless the little childrenfor they are what we were& what we should bewhen we come to God.Come to Me as children, He said,innocent            trustingobedient.& most of all with love,            unquestioned            unchallenged            undemanding.Bless the little childrenfor what they can teach us;to smile with a heart full of joythat comes from Jesus.Reflection:Just a thought about Jesus telling the disciples to let the little children come to Him and how we must come to Him freely, openly and with loving arms outstretched without the requirement of expectations.Discussion: THE STORIES YOU COULD HEAR (God’s Rhyme, pg 56)There was a time when every wordin every line was heard,for only a dime your thoughts were stirred, riches of gold mines were yours to herd.The old gray man and his yarns –do you think you can reap your farmwith oriental fans and thatched barns,and not dam up fantasy with harm?Leaning on the ground, spinning tales,a journey you’re bound on thru galeson a ship aground hunting whales:pictures of sound sown never fail.Ancient glory upon you so near,a sand quarry full of deer,dream lore he reflected like a mirror;oh the stories you could hear!Reflection:What I thought a Grandfather should be like.  My one Grandfather died when I was 12 and we had moved away from our home town.  Now that I am one, I hope I can tell those stories.Discussion:THE DINNER TABLE (Living In God’s Rhyme, pg. 89)      At the end of the day, before the stars of night,A family sits at a table, holding hands they...