House of the Carpenter’s Son
He labored long and hard
and he was tired as he returned
to that which he called home.
His children were there - but not their mother -
for she had long since gone.
An alternate life, she had chosen,
following her every desire,
leaving him alone and unhelped and with but little choice.
He relied instead upon his family and friends,
but mostly upon that still, small voice.
Upon his knees and through His Word
this man found solace and strength.
He was built up and given peace -
was cleansed and was made whole,
for Satan is a ravenous lion roaming the world without cease.
This man resisted the devil, my friends,
in his word and in his deed,
and from him the devil did promptly run.
And that is how this man became
the house of a Carpenter’s Son.
Blessings came and years went by
and struggles through he went
and over time and through trial
this man grew and blessed the God
that lived within his smile.
His joyful attitude and servant’s heart
and the way he gave of himself
pleased the God of truth and life
so He gave it to him more abundantly
in the form of a godly wife.
Together they were joined with His Spirit
at the alter of a little church
into a braided cord of three -
husband, wife, and their God -
bending and stretching but not breaking for all eternity.