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The Grand Experiment

without the hand of God to guide our way
we fall into despair and misery
and even though we may have lost our way
we'll see that God will hear us when we pray

if we think we haven't anything to say
and you feel there must be a safer way
if now is the chance for a sweeter day
then why not ask in secret anyway?


© Brian Hodgkinson Jr. (aka) Limericist 2021
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Posted by on April 3, 2021 in Poetry




I can stop my worrying.
I can quit my hurrying
because I choose to rest.
to stop and to pray
an essential part
of any day.
When I sit and concentrate,
I clear my mind of all I hate
I just let it all go
trusting God for a change
then I choose what I need
to rearrange.

Let me show this practically.
it’s not a vain philosophy
if a person at work
gets up in my face
then I pray inwardly
to give them grace.

We live in times of fear and rage
as we try to turn the page
but those given to hate
our way cannot clear
but are promoters of
destructive fear

Some think feeding anger is alright  
and necessary for the fight
but I beg to differ
you can’t fight hate with hate,
only love can make it

Judgmentalism leads to war
it is motivation to keep score
wearing the hat
of ugly tit-for-tat
and protesting, looking
for a spat

The world we live in is unjust
everyone should now adjust  
Carry on, trusting God
resisting hate, rage, and fear
knowing God is very
very near.


© –Limericist NOW

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Posted by on March 9, 2021 in Poetry, Spirituality


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By Brian Hodgkinson Jr.

“Good Morning, Daddy God
Help me focus on this new day.
Brush aside the cobwebs of confusion.
The world news is dismal as usual.
I am sure glad we humans are not in control.
We certainly know how to botch it all up.
Bring the inner focus back to what matters,
which is only YOU in the here and now.
Thank you for your unconditional love.
Thank you for your mercy.
I need YOU, and so does everyone else.
YOU are the only hope for this dying world.
YOU are my fortress and shield.
Happy are all those who put their trust in YOU.

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Posted by on February 22, 2021 in Poetry, Spirituality


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Fall On Me

What I recount here wasn’t a dream
Clouds cracked open a spotlight sunbeam.
Pinpointed on me, whose mind was in sorrow.
I desperately needed a job by tomorrow.
At the end of my rope by the cold reality,
our dwindling supplies were depending on me.
Stranded in Hawaii, before traveling the earth,
We went there for training to share the new birth.
Sold everything we owned, flew as a family.
To chase our vision, or crash and burn it would be.
In my young childhood—many dreams I was given,
My desire to explore, I knew, was of Heaven.
And now, there we were with our outlook bright,
But under a glowering sky, in a hopeless night,
I prepared to eject–panic filled my heart.
But just then, the storm clouds began to part.
I had just said to God, “Well, I guess this is it.”
“But even so, thank you, the experience was great.”
Five minutes before that, I was drenching wet.
A monsoon downpour had dumped on my head.
I might as well had taken a swim in my clothes.
Water flowed down from my head to my toes.
Looking for employment, I was walking on foot.
Now wet to the gills, opportunity seemed kaput.
I wondered if things could worsen much more.
Prospects for my providing had grown very poor.
My silly self-pity tempted me to whine.
Instead, I looked up and smiled at the sky.
What happened is hard for me to explain.
The clouds parted open, just after the rain.
A beam fell on me as if it were aimed.
Our family that day was fully sustained.
A series of miracles full burst on the scene.
Trusting in God’s love, our victory has been.

Brian Hodgkinson Jr. 2021

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Posted by on February 4, 2021 in Poetry


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