Glad For All The Shoulder Rubbings

This is one of my favorite poems, and I just would like to post it in honor of all the pastors, men of God and women of God that have had an influence in my life.  I’m truly thankful for all the people that God has used to bless, teach, encourage, strengthen and reprove me. 

TOUCHING SHOULDERS

There’s a comforting thought at the close of the day,
When I’m weary and lonely and sad,
That sort of grips hold of my crusty old heart
And bids it be merry and glad.
It gets in my soul and it drives out the blues,
And finally thrills through and through.
It is just a sweet memory that chants the refrain:
“I’m glad I touch shoulders with you!

Did you know you were brave, did you know you were strong?
Did you know there was one leaning hard?
Did you know that I waited and listened and prayed,
And was cheered by your simplest word?
Did you know that I longed for that smile on your face,
For the sound of your voice ringing true?
Did you know I grew stronger and better because
I had merely touched shoulders with you?

I am glad that I live, that I battle and strive
For the place that I know I must fill;
I am thankful for sorrows, I’ll meet with a grin
What fortune may send, good or ill.
I may not have wealth, I may not be great,
But I know I shall always be true,
For I have in my life that courage you gave
When once I rubbed shoulders with you.

–Unknown

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3 thoughts on “Glad For All The Shoulder Rubbings

  1. Let’s just hope that when we “rub shoulders” with others we’ve taken a shower beforehand and those dead skin cells have been washed down the drain! HAW! Seriously though, this poem (whoever wrote it) gets the thumbs up (and not the cold shoulder)!

    Bro, you are too punny!

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