Melvina Germain

Rookie (April 5/1945 / Sydney, Nova Scotia)

(006) The Mustard Seed

A place to rest one’s body and soul,
to put life’s worries on temporary hold.
A time to pray to the good Lord above,
and ask for His un-con-di-tion-al Love.

To take the time to plant the seed
holding self responsible of low life deeds.
To make a decision to fill the void
with inspiration and spirituality’s joy.

To watch good people give a helping hand,
reaching out toward others because they can.
No funds will cross their palms you see.
It’s done for the Love of God and thee.

When you hear the words ”The Mustard Seed”,
know it’s a place of solace for people in need.
Reach in your pockets and dig very deep,
help keep the homeless off Calgary’s streets.

Written: May 19/2007

Submitted: Saturday, May 19, 2007
Edited: Sunday, February 27, 2011

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  • Rookie Meggie Gultiano (9/19/2007 1:43:00 AM)

    A great poem with a great message written by a great poet..Thank you Melvina, you are indeed a blessing to all of us here in PH
    love and hugs,
    Meggie (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Andrew mark Wilkinson (6/3/2007 4:58:00 AM)

    Every one must help another in times of trouble, even if its just some love they need, some one to talk to, to be there and know they are not alone, for if you give in this life you truly live... Melvina 10 (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 2 Points Shelley L Baxter-Stanley (6/3/2007 1:16:00 AM)

    Melvina in truth I think I found another poem to add to my favorites...your wisdom is strong, yet beautiful and peacefully presented.I think this should be published in the 'Calgary Sun' or 'The Herald' truth it is that Great! I believe it will make people think and dig deeper sometimes for those less fortunate when it is within their means to share their good fortune....and if money is a problem...maybe more people will think to give of their time, feeding the homeless or maybe helping them somehow to learn how to 'Fish' to pull themelves out of the deep dark hole they have found themselves in! One person can make a difference.
    Great inspirational piece with a wonderful message of hope for the homeless...
    You once again have excelled in this well written piece..Thanx for sharing Melvina!
    U are the 'Bomb'.......10! ! ! ! and in my faves.....
    =Shelley= (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 915 Points David Harris (5/29/2007 4:12:00 PM)

    Mel, what a wonderful poem with a beautiful message to us all whether we live in Calgary or London or Rome, each has its own living on the streets and we should try and help them all. Top Marks from me. Thanks for sharing it my friend.
    David (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Duncan Wyllie (5/26/2007 11:14:00 AM)

    When you hear the words ”The Mustard Seed”,
    know it’s a place of solace for people in need.
    Reach in your pockets and dig very deep,

    Love it!

    thankyou for sharing this..
    Love duncan X (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Scarlett Treat (5/19/2007 10:38:00 AM)

    This poem stands alone on its own merit, but when you know the parable of the faith behind the mustard means even more. Just beautifully written. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie JoAnn McGrath (5/19/2007 10:03:00 AM)

    OK this is really getting spooky........I just was talking to my mother yesterday about the mustard seed parable....Even wrote the words down in my journal for later beat me to it: O) ......can't top this one: O) (Report) Reply

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