Neal Pollard Moses was a murderer, Rahab was a liar, David was an adulterer and to murder he did conspire, Gideon and Timothy were timid, Peter a confirmed denier, Paul wrecked havoc on the church, so full of hate and ire. God, from time immemorial, has used the earthen vessel, Sons of thunder or … Continue reading So You Have A Sinful Past? (POEM)
Neal Pollard A lonely soul was crying out For someone to direct Their mind to know the will of God But I chose to deflect. An edgy soul was acting out Intimidating and coarse Yet they were searching for the truth I recoiled with too little remorse. A hopeful soul was reaching out And attended … Continue reading I Met A Soul Today (POEM)
Neal Pollard My father, from an early age you taught me to be true, But when I wavered on what that was, I could always look at you. You taught me how the Lord comes first at work, at school, at play But how much easier that became when you practiced that each day. Dear child, … Continue reading My Father, From An Early Age
Neal Pollard Scruples, proclivities, judgments, convictions, "I would prefers" as well as "It's betters" Men put these on par with divinely revealed positions Make laws they bind on others like fetters Freedoms, liberties, rights, excesses, "God's grace" gives me license to sin, Men loose themselves, and self-will professes, "No matter how I live I'm … Continue reading Which Is Worse: Lawbreaking Or Lawmaking?
Neal Pollard “From the stirrups to the ground, Mercy I asked for, mercy I found” That is a distorted view of grace, Which seeks God only in death’s face. It cheapens that which cost Him much, To use Him only as a deathbed crutch. Unlike the seeker at his eleventh hour, Who sincerely reaches for … Continue reading Deathbed Repentance?
Neal Pollard What is the greatest trial? What do men so despise? The hardest climb and dreariest mile Is seeing through another’s eyes. It may appear uncomplicated, Completely cut and dry, But our skills may be overrated, As we try to see through the other’s eye. We don’t know what they’re thinking Can’t know their … Continue reading Seeing Through Others’ Eyes
Neal Pollard This time of year our minds go back To days gone by, down memory’s track Of laughter, stories, food and walks Singing, sharing family history and talks Some who once were in our clannish stable Have left our banquets for the heavenly table Childhood recollections may be larger than life And death … Continue reading Homesick
Neal Pollard [NEAL'S NOTE: This poem was from the conclusion to the sermon I preached on this subject from Psalm 90] If today was my last day and tomorrow found me gone How would life be different, if that unknown somehow was known Would I be a better person, would I live a better life … Continue reading If Today Was My Last Day On Earth (Poem)
Neal Pollard The rubber band’s a handy tool If it but follows a simple rule It must know how much that it can take If it goes beyond that, it might break It does no good inside the drawer Or on a peg inside the store It must assume its intended use If sitting unused, … Continue reading The Rubber Band Metaphor
Neal Pollard Now, not all our attenders are members, And not all our members are attenders, But if all our attenders were members, And all our members were attenders THEN... We'd have more trouble menders, More gospel defenders, And more true soul-winners! BUT... We'd have fewer people offenders, Fewer spiritual hinderers, And fewer religious pretenders! … Continue reading A Proverb To Ponder