Story Full of Jars Songs
by Chad J. Bring (Jarguy)



4:7

Time: The Eleventh Hour

Today I was feeling Weighed Down; my heart was Sinking and I felt very Frail, so I decided to go to church down This Road which is next to River Constantine which is located just past The Widowing Field. In the church I sat in Silence then I sang a Hymn and looked out the Scarlet colored Rose Colored Stained Glass Windows and saw Something Beautiful. It was on The Stone at The Edge of Water.

After that, I went home and decided to turn on the radio, but all that was on was a Coca-cola radio commercial, so then I decided to turn on the TV and watch the news. They were talking about some big Flood and how nations around the world were trying to make Truce, but they all Collide because they are Worlds Apart. I thought to myself, "These are some Crazy Times, but I'm Alright." So I sat down on The Chair after I lit my Five Candles and watched some more TV.

An advertisement came on the screen for some Wicker Baskets, but I wasn't interested because my friend only buys Whatever She Wants and Everything In Between. I rubbed the Sleepers out of my eyes and went into the kitchen to look for some Liquid to drink. At first I was thirsty for some Tea & Sympathy, but later decided on some Good Coffee, Strong Coffee.

Like a Revolution, He came in with Needful Hands and I told Him No One Loves Me Like You and that I Need You. I must have looked like a Sad Clown because He reached out his Hand, and an overwhelming feeling of Grace came over me. I am no longer Much Afraid. I was actually Overjoyed. He saw the Art In Me. I sang him a Love Song for a Savior. He began to Fade to Grey and Disappear so I mouthed the words Unforgetful You. You know, I Can't Erase It, the vision I had of Him.

The Boy on a String in me is gone and I don't feel Blind, I can now see the Portrait of an Apology before me. I am Headstrong. If I Stand, I feel more Like A Child. I have no one to Blame, but myself. I can Fly, Fly Farther now than ever before because I know The Comforter Has Come.

These are my Famous Last Words on These Ordinary Days.

Goodbye, Goodnight.




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