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Limerick - Sunday Again

Updated on May 25, 2014
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Demas finds limericks a challenge and has crafted a few that even have chuckles. Of the bunch you can choose from he offers these/

Where will this Sunday find its meaning in our lives?
Where will this Sunday find its meaning in our lives? | Source

It's Sunday again....


It's Sunday again, but not like before.

On Sundays past shops shut the door..

Children were scrubbed with fresh smiles,

Folks gathered weekly, some coning from miles.

It was Sabbath again, decreed by our Lord.


No sporting events, no time at the job.

Sunday dinners and prayer, sometimes with a sob.

The funnies were read, sometimes copied too.

So we could send the very best ones to you.

We all were at home, our family, "God's mob."


Now it seems folks all scatter, and plans start at dawn,

provided that some can control a late yawn.

No matter the calendar, no matter the day,

No matter tradition, that's been cast away.

It seems some Sundays have faded and gone.


There once was a man stout, tested, and true.

Who stated quite clearly his resolving to do,

The things God commanded, if only his house

As dad, and children, and his good, faithful spouse.

The Sabbath they'd keep forsaking things new.


Now I am the dad, Mom and Dad both are gone.

But there are traditions they both had passed on.

Sunday dinners continue, our pattern was set.

Stretching back to a Joshua we'll never forget.

Our day remains holy until the next dawn.



The false pride of thinking we can do it alone....


There is a cycle. It is repeated over and over again throughout history.

Tested with severe trials such as the two world wars, societies reach out to God in humility and pleadings.

When the severe trials have passed and a new calm prevails, the same societies which reached out to God in humility and prayers, become content, even filled with pride in their prosperity.

Gradually they cease to acknowledge the role God played in their salvation, and they begin to be prideful, thinking "we did it ourselves, we "The greatest Generation."

Faith and the practice of faith dwindles. New and more severe tests arise causing some to curse, and others to remember that God is their only true recourse in times of trouble, heartache, and sorrow.

Faith returns, but seldom survives through the false pride of "the good times" as it did when God was man's only recourse.

Today we are in that continuing cycle, proud of "all we did to keep the world safe for democracy." Yes, we did our share, but almost forgotten is the fact that we did it in active partnership with God.

We will thank today's military services for their dedication and heroism, and we do well to do so.

We will remember the sacrifices of others "who gave their all," as well we should remember them.

Let us not forget that there always come those times when our own efforts are insufficient to carry the day, and we are reminded "...that man doth not live by bread only, but by every word that proceedeth out of the mouth of the Lord doth man live." (from Deuteronomy 8:3)

As with the Israelites of that day, so also we will do well to remember that God led us throughout our own years "...to humble thee, and to prove thee, to know what was in thine heart, whether thou wouldest keep his commandments, or no." (from Deuteronomy 8:2)

It is appropriate that, on any Memorial Day, or any day, we ask ourselves whether we will, or not.

Sunday dinner can be enjoyed anywhere, but seldom more so than when families share it together.
Sunday dinner can be enjoyed anywhere, but seldom more so than when families share it together. | Source

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      Demas W Jasper 3 years ago from Today's America and The World Beyond

      rdsparrowriter - Stirred memories make the best kind of stew.

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      rdsparrowriter 3 years ago

      Great article, well cherished memory :)

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      Demas W Jasper 3 years ago from Today's America and The World Beyond

      aviannovice - We each/all make choices. A few of them are far more important than most others.

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      Deb Hirt 3 years ago from Stillwater, OK

      As the old saying goes, "No man is an Island." Well done, and said most appropriately.

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      Demas W Jasper 3 years ago from Today's America and The World Beyond

      Gypsy Rose Lee - Thanks for all the shares. I will keep taking stock (%- )

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      Gypsy Rose Lee 3 years ago from Riga, Latvia

      Voted up and awesome. Thank you for that wonderful journey to the past. It made me think of Sundays with shops shut tight, church bells ringing, family together sigh.. Those were the days. Now Sundays seem to blend in with the rest of the days. God bless. Passing this on.

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      Demas W Jasper 3 years ago from Today's America and The World Beyond

      The Examiner-1 - Yes.

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      The Examiner-1 3 years ago

      I take it that you mean the chickadee in my profile pic.?

      Kevin

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      Demas W Jasper 3 years ago from Today's America and The World Beyond

      The Examiner-1 - Thanks for the chickadee. My Dad had a photo of one feeding from his hand. The place that processed the photo sold it to a calendar company! I'm glad this had a message that was meaningful to you and to others. Thanks for passing it along.

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      The Examiner-1 3 years ago

      This hit the heart, it was beautiful and meaningful. I voted it up and pinned it.

      Kevin

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      Demas W Jasper 3 years ago from Today's America and The World Beyond

      Victoria Lynn - Your Hubs do the same for me. Let's keep it up.

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      Victoria Lynn 3 years ago from Arkansas, USA

      Nice hub. I like reading something that makes me think and reflect. This one surely does. I'm sharing this one.

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      Demas W Jasper 3 years ago from Today's America and The World Beyond

      Ericdierker - Thanks again, Eric. You are always one of the first, and the few, of my hundreds of nominal "followers" to be alert for, read, and comment on any one of my Hubs. I will have to strive even harder for a receptive audience, "followers," or not.

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      Eric Dierker 3 years ago from Spring Valley, CA. U.S.A.

      Great piece.

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      Demas W Jasper 3 years ago from Today's America and The World Beyond

      I recall a popular World War II song whose lyrics included these:

      "Praise the Lord, and pass the ammunition.

      Praise the Lord, we ain't a goin' fishin.

      Praise the Lord and pass the ammunition,

      and we'll all be free."

      Our success was a partnership of sacrifice, recognition, and will.