“Father God, all we got is You and all we got is Your Love. Let us never love as tightwad. And please let no one ‘box’ another and let us not ‘box’ ourselves. Kangaroos were never meant to be in a ring to ‘box’ another for our entertainment. Your nonhuman animals are NOT ours to be used for our entertainment. Keep them free as you keep us free, Father God. Thank you for being our Father, our Mother, our Kin. We are never alone and never sad for You allow us to be all of ‘me’ we’ve ever been. I pray all of this in the Wonderful and Precious Name of Your Son and our Savior, Jesus Christ. This prayer is answered by my faith and my belief. Please help me, Father/Mother/Kin God, where my faith and my belief are lacking. Amen.”
(God’s Sonnet by Timothy J. Verret; “it’s how I cope to hope in never ‘boxing’ another or myself but rather loving ‘me,’ ’cause all I got is God this daily leavened [Jesus Rises!] bread.”)
Scratch all things off your list that aren’t of soul.
All of flesh, erase it all of its tempt.
All you got is Spirit. Need you the toll
to gain the whole world you pay with contempt?
All I got is God. My “get” is to love
them all, even when they’re not loving free.
If I’m not loving me, got “boxing glove.”
I beat myself up more than they “box” me.
“All I got is My Father, My Dear Dad,”
says Jesus. “He’s My Mother, too, My Kin.
Hard to feel all alone or be all sad
when I got God all of ‘Me’ ever been.”
It “got” us no good to love as tightwad.
Love loose and light. ‘Cause? All we got is God.