By The Well

This is a poem I wrote FEb 3, 08. It was inspired while listening to my pastor Vidya Narimalla.


By The Well.


I went to the well to quench my thirst
The well I went to was filled with sin's worst
From this well I found no aid
It only gave pain and dismay

By the well there was a man
Each day he'd offer water from his hand
He always said hello he always called me by name
His gentle voice his sweet smile never cast on me shame

One day I turned and looked into his face
He pulled me close in a freeing embrace
I drank his cup and was filled at last
He gives me power to conquer sins of the past

Each day I find him by the well
And when I see him my hear will swell
I drink his cup every day
to live for him in every way


W. Donald Snider

Welcome

Welcome to "Snider Remarks"!



As I enter this world of digital journaling I realize that my spelling sucks and my sentence structure needs a little work. There probably is a spell check somewhere here but I am to lazy to look. One day... maybe... I'll look.



Anyway this is an attempt to put the thoughts a man and how he views the world around him into a format to inspire change. Change in himself and those he touches. Look at that, I am already talking in the third person!


I don't know how regularly I will make entries but it might be worth checking out every once and a while.