Shelly Snake

I am still stuck on the snake skin we found Monday on the floor of the men’s restroom of our fellowship hall building. I am not thrilled about a snake having been in the church building. I find it particularly disconcerting that there might be a snake hiding out in the building. Well, at least it isn’t the sanctuary building

I also have a theological idea that God didn’t create snakes. They are the spawn of Satan (I’m just kidding). I REALLY don’t like snakes. I believe in the adage of “The only good snake is a dead snake.” But even with that, for me it is more like, “The Only Good Snake is an executed snake.” I know, both are just as dead. They deserve more than that which eventually befalls most of us.

I decided that for today’s post I would write a poem in honor of Shelly Snake. I truly have know idea if it was Shelly Snake or Simon Snake. It ended up Shelly because I could use “she” instead of “he.” I think you’ll get it as you read. Just as I find snakes to be particularly difficult to deal with, I made this poem difficult to deal with. Again, I think you will get it as you read. This poem is unlike anything I’ve written before.

I had hoped to turn it into a song and I did try but I didn’t like the music. I may try again at some point in the future. But more likely, it will stay a poem.

The serpent was more crafty than any other wild animal that the Lord God had made. He said to the woman, “Did God say, ‘You shall not eat from any tree in the garden’?”

14 The Lord God said to the serpent,

“Because you have done this, cursed are you among all animals and among all wild creatures; upon your belly you shall go, and dust you shall eat all the days of your life. (Genesis 3:1, 14, New Revised Standard Version).

Shelly Snake

Shelly Snake slithered slowly,
Saw some silver stalls,
She seemed there to share snake stories,
Shocking sapiens large and small.
Shelly sought to shed her skin
Seasoned scales should not stay
She saw a spot to scroll and spin
Such spots seem safe shelves to stay.

Shelly Snake shed scaly skin,
Our split-ends stand up as spires.
A scared snakes can sprint like sin
Snakes should stay within the shire.

Silent Shelly the slithering snake,
showed signs of serpent stress
Shelly Snake’s shed skin shows,
Why scared souls still have sweats.
Snakes shan’t stay in shelters still
Shout saints and sinners alike.,
Some snakes scram to spots they’ve shown,
Stop Shelly so she shan’t strike.

Shelly Snake shed scaly skin,
Our split-ends stand up as spires.
A scared snakes can sprint like sin
Snakes should stay within the shire.

Seek the snake, so we shall see
Serpents they so still scare me.
She should stay slivering on sod,
So her shedding skin we won’t see.

Shelly scares, so she shan’t stay,
Her scalp severed and not shaved.
She should sprint so we shan’t see
Slither and see yourself saved.

Shelly Snake shed scaly skin,
Our split-ends stand up as spires.
A scared snakes can sprint like sin
Snakes should stay within the shire.

Be Blessed.

Seeking the Genuine,

Copyright 2020, J. Keith Broyles, All Rights Reserved

Published by drjkbroyles

I love Mike Ashcraft's book, "My One Word." For the past nine years I have participated and encouraged others to participate to in the "My One Word" Challenge. My first word was discipline was my word the first year. Since then my word has been focus, sight, jungle, peace, concentration, serve, genuine and this year is fit. I seek to be fit for my health, my family, my church, my ministries. I seek to be fit in any are of my life where God might point to me. I also have a nickname, "Dr. B." When I was a public high school teacher, Dr. B. is what most of my students called me, at least in my presence. I am still called that by many people though I no longer teach in public schools. I am the author of "Average Joe: With an Extraordinary Story" (available on Amazon). The book fits into the genre of "Biblical Fiction" or "Christian Fiction" and features some of the Bible's lesser known characters. The name of my blog is, "Fork in the Road." Life is filled with forks in the road. It isn't a matter of if we encounter a fork in the road, but when will we and how many will we experience in a lifetime. I love to strum my guitar. I am not a great guitar player but I enjoy it. I also enjoy writing music. I get excited with I feel a new song emerging. I live with my wife Cindy and our little dog, "Bishop" in Lufkin, Texas. I spent the past 30 years as a United Methodist pastor, serving churches all over east and southeast Texas, from just north of Tyler to south of Houston, from the Gulf Coast to east of Madisonville. I currently serve Perritte Memorial UMC in Nacogdoches. I spent one year in the classroom, teaching High School government, economics, psychology, and sociology. Cindy and I have been married for 43 years. We have two grown sons and six grandchildren, three boys and three girls. I enjoy preaching and all it's aspects from research to writing to the actual preaching event. I also love writing, reading. I have dabble in drawing and "painting" with pastels as well as woodworking and woodcarving. My current projects are two ukuleles. I collect, repair and restore guitars too. I play the guitar (badly, but I still do) I also enjoy working with paracord on various projects, mostly prayer ropes I usually give away. I hold an Associate of Applied Science Degree in Business Data Processing, from San Jacinto College in Pasadena, TX, a Bachelor of Science in Political Science with a minor in History from Sam Houston State University in Huntsville, TX, a Master of Divinity from Southern Methodist University in Dallas, TX and a Doctor of Ministry from Carolina University of Theology. This blog started out as devotional writings. In August of 2020, I made a major change to the blog, switching to a daily theme format. Sunday Sermon-usually my manuscript sermon Miscellaneous Monday-misc. writing, poetry, ministry Tuesday Thoughts-Devotion Wed. with Wesleys-hist. & theol. of early Methodists TED Talk Thursday-Video & appl. in current theology Five for Friday-5 things I've seen & my thoughts Sing-Along Sat. - Usually a new song I have written I write, "Strumming a G-Chord with Dr.B." to get my thoughts onto something permanent. After all, they say, once something is on the internet it never really goes away. Still, I hope you enjoy reading it. Who knows, it might generate a bit of discussion between you and me and anyone else who might make their way here. Seeking the Genuine, Keith Lufkin, Texas August 2020

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