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Jake, the rancher, went one  day
To  fix a distant fence.
The  wind was cold and gusty
And the clouds rolled gray and dense.
 
As he pounded the last  staples in
And gathered tools to go,
The temperature had fallen,
The wind and snow began to blow.
 
When he finally reached  his pickup,
He felt a heavy heart.
From  the sound of that ignition
He knew it wouldn't start.
 
So Jake did what most of  us
Would do if we had been there.
He  humbly bowed his balding head
And sent aloft a prayer.
 
As he turned the key for the last time,
He softly cursed his luck
They found him three days later,
Frozen stiff in that old truck.
 
Now Jake had been around in life
And done his share of roaming.
But when he saw Heaven, he was shocked --
It looked just like Wyoming !
 
Of all the saints in Heaven,
His favorite was St. Peter                    
           So  ..they sat and talked a minute or two,
Or maybe  it was three.
Nobody was keeping' score   --
In Heaven, time is free.
 
'I've  always heard,' Jake said to Pete ,
'that God  will answer prayer,
But one time I asked for  help,
Well, he just plain wasn't  there.'
 
'Does God answer prayers of  some,
And ignore the prayers of  others?
That don't seem exactly square  --
I know all men are brothers.'
 
Or , does he randomly reply,
Without good rhyme or reason?
Maybe, it's the time of day,
The  weather or the season.'
 
'Now I ain't trying to act smart,
It's just the way I  feel.
And I was wondering', could you tell me   --
What the heck's the deal?!'
 
Peter  listened very patiently
And when Jake was  done,
There were smiles of  recognition,
And he said, 'So, you're the one!!'
 
That day your truck, it wouldn't start,
And you sent your prayer a flying,
You gave us all a real bad  time,
With hundreds of us trying.'
 
'A thousand angels rushed,
To check the status of your file,
But you know, Jake , we hadn't  heard
From you in quite a long  while.'
 
'And though all prayers are  answered,
And God ain't got no quota,
He didn't recognize your voice,
And started a truck in Minnesota                                  '
 
BETTER  KEEP IN TOUCH
 
 
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From: BJ

To: bellringer@fourwinds10.com

Sent: 5/20/2013 10:42:26 A.M. Mountain Daylight Time

Subj: Cowboy Poetry