And I said, what shall I do.
And the Lord said unto me , Arise and go into Damascus.
We , of course are the many not the few.
But this message is for us.

At the Same boated mass today the Deacon insisted.
We all have in life a task.
Too many times have we resisted.
Thrust from our lips the proffered flask.

Maybe my only task out of them all.
Is to write these sonnets slowly.
No one may bother to read them at all.
Is it worth doing really.

But doing something creative every day .
Must be good for the soul, who can say.

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Lord , what shall I do
This is the question we ask
We just do something

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See Acts 22 : 3-16