Saturday, May 3, 2008

Jake the Rancher

My husband attended a men's conference today. Whenever either one of us goes to one, we always come home with notes in hand and share them with each other. As usual, Paul came home with lots to talk about. I love hearing all that spoke to him during the teachings. One of their guest speakers today was Christian speaker and author Gayle Erwin. Paul thought one of the poems he shared with the men was worth sharing with me.

I think it's worth sharing with you too.

JAKE THE RANCHER, author unknown

Jake, the rancher, went one day to fix a distant fence.
The wind was cold and gusty and the clouds rolled gray and dense.
As he pounded the last staples in and gathered tools to go,
The temperature had fallen and the snow began to blow.

When he finally reached his pickup, he felt a heavy heart,
From the sound of that ignition, he knew it wouldn't start.
So Jake did what most of us do, if we'd have been there
He humbly bowed his balding head and sent aloft a prayer.

As he turned the key for the last time, he knew he'd lost his luck,
They found him three days later, frozen stiff in that old truck.
Now Jake had been around in life and done his share of roamin'
But when he saw Heaven, he was shocked -- it look just like Wyomin'.

Oh, there were some differences of course, but just some minor things,
One place had simply disappeared -- the town they called Rock Springs.
The BLM had been shut down, and there was no grazin' fees,
And the wind in Rawlins and Cheyenne was now a gentle breeze.

The Park and Forest Service folks -- they didn't fare so well,
They'd all been sent to fight some fire in a wilderness called Hell.
Though Heaven was a real nice place, Jake had a wondering mind,
So he saddled up and rode away, not know'n what he'd find.

Then one day up in Cody, on a cold fall afternoon,
He saw St. Peter coming, and he knew he'd be there soon.
Of all the saints in Heaven, his favorite was St. Peter,
Now, this line, it ain't needed but it helps with rhyme and meter.

So they set and talked a minute or two, or maybe it was three,
Nobody was keepin' score -- in Heaven time is free.
"I've always heard," Jake said to Pete, "that God will answer prayers,
But one time I asked for help, well he just plain wasn't there.

Does God answer prayers of some, and ignores the prayers of others?
That don't seem exactly square -- I know all men are brothers.
Or does he randomly reply, without good rhyme or reason?
Maybe, it's the time of day, the weather or the season.

Now I ain't trying to act smart, it's just the way I feel,
And I was wonderin', could you tell -- what is Heaven’s deal?
Peter listened very patiently and when Jake was done,
There were smiles of recognition, and he said, "So, you're the one!

That day your truck, it wouldn't start, and you sent your prayer a-flying,
You gave us all a real bad time, with hundreds of us a trying.
A thousand angels rushed to check the status of your file,
But you know, Jake, we hadn't heard from you in quite a while

And though all prayers are answered, and God ain't got no quota,
He didn't recognize your voice, and started a truck in North Dakota.


Cherdecor said...

I linked to your post on prayer!
Have a blessed Sunday.

Amy said...

Thanks for sharing!

Mari said...

That's really good! Bob and Andy are off camping right now. It was raining when they left and it's a 1 and 1/2 hour drive. Bob said it was raining most of the way and when they got close he prayed that it would clear so they could get their tent set up. He said only a few miles later it cleared! I hope they are having good weather today!

Shelly said...

THat sounds like a cute little poem. Makes ya think. Kinda a cute one too.

Thanks for sharing!

Terri said...

Cute poem but there's a lot of truth to it!

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elizabeth embracing life said...

That was sure some ditty to read, and so funny with how the words were used. I am still chuckling.


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