Rhyme & Reason - a reason to rhyme

What if our God was crying? He HAS; and oft.; I'm sure, John's Gospel, 11: 35 "Jesus wept", Jerusalem, o'er. He grieves and cries when children, By adults, are abused, Their innocence, it's stolen, Emotionally bruised. He wept when watching His son, While on that rugged cross, Though three days later, when He rose I'm sure, tears of rejoice. He weeps, when people listening To all His Love, bestowed, STILL choose to go their own way, Reject that His blood, flowed. He wept, - though not recorded, When Eve, that fruit did eat Of knowledge 'good and evil' And satan, man, did cheat.

I DO believe th’Almighty DOES shed some tears of grief Whene’er we turn our backs on His LOVE and His belief. However experience shows He ready is, and WILL Receive us back to His fold When before Him, we’re still. We’ve read how, in the Bible O’er Jerusalem, HE wept And yet STILL loved 'the people’ At THAT, HE is adept. The shortest verse in Bible, John 'leven, thirty five, With just two words, depicts it, He wept, while still alive. Forgiveness TOO, He’s mastered At THAT, we fall way short, We MAY, forgive,- but forget? THAT is so hard to court. Though He can tears of JOY show Whenever WE decide, To turn our lives around and In HIS way, we abide.

  Should never tell a lady’s age, E’en when it does excel, Though oft’ ’tis said, by bard and sage, Permission’s given, to tell. The year in question, ’35,  The nineteen hundreds, too, A newborn babe did breathe her first, She did arrive, on cue. Delighted parents said ‘’At last, A gift, from God above, A beautiful, adoring child,  One we can truly love’’.  Her childhood, teen years, disappeared,  Her working years, flew fast, Retirement  beckoned , in a blink,  And quite soon, MORE had past. ’Tis hard t’believe, those eons vast, Have rapidly, flown by, So now, together, we unite  And greetings, amplify.  So HAPPY BIRTHDAY Nelma,  You’re loved by all around, Your 'Generations' family Send greetings, that abound.