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The Man I Called Grandpa

Posted by Michael La Framboise on Friday, October 25, 2013, In : Meditations 
I was very close to my grandparents, ever at their house or the church they had built together. Hardly a day could pass in my life when I did not see them. We did so much together. I remember Sunday afternoon lunches and mountain vacations; I remember spending the night at their house, watching X-files with them, and making homemade ice-cream for the Fourth of July! When I played football they were in the stands; and when I had an old broken down car to fix up, grandpa was there to hel...
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Suspect: Hypocrite

Posted by Michael A. La Framboise on Monday, January 10, 2011, In : Poems 

Consider your ways”, says the Preacher

As he stands behind his pulpit

With his finger does he find the creature

There he is: Suspect Hypocrite!


Consider My ways”, says the Lord

Can I no longer hide my crimes?

I fear the Justice of His Court

How will I ever pay the fines?!


Considering my ways of sin and secrecy;

Considering my days as a wandering stray;

Is there a place in Your Grace for me?

Let Mercy find my confession I Pray


Consider His ways”, says the Si...


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