Come Monday...Thon Yonder Tree

“Come Monday…” is a weekly series that will involve a review of, or commentary about, websites, movies, documentaries, television shows, sports, music, and whatever else may tickle my fancy at the time. Be assured that these reviews will be generally positive, as in accordance to the Jimmy Buffett song “Come Monday.” This is subject to change, however. In fact, I would be most derelict in my duties to neglect going on a rant every once in a while. For rants promote change, and change can be good—right? Therefore, since good is generally considered as being a positive force in 99.3% of the parallel universes that I am aware of, even a rant could be considered as being something positive, and a genuine hissy-fit would be even better (so I’m told).

The following is another wonderful poem given by our Heavenly Father to the lovely Ms. Sandra Jane Mack of [Soul’s Release]. I hope you are as impressed by it as I am.

Thon Yonder Tree
Sandra Jane Mack
The center was full and busy
Men and women running around
Making them dizzy
Feeding the family
No thought of God
In crowded heads
Living is hard
Or it can be
Money don’t grow
On thon yonder tree

Children are crying
Asking for sweets
Purses are empty
Regardless of needs
No friend of wants
Only of greeds
Oh why can’t they
Why can’t they see
Money don’t grow
On thon yonder tree

People are lonely
Easy to be
Wondering what
The answer could be
Oh please dear Lord
Please let them see
The answer is there
At dark Calvary
Were Jesus died
On that yonder tree

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