Many, Many More

As a boy, the circle was drawn around you

8 years old, dad and mom knew what to do…

To keep you safe, kept you in their ring

They fought for you, no matter what the enemy would bring


As a young man you heard the call

So around yourself, your own ring you began to draw

Learning, listening, changing and growing

Keeping yourself safe without even knowing


Now joining you in your ring, your hedge

Your wife, to whom your love you pledge

Time passes and your ring grows

Allowing room for balls and bats and buttons and bows


Husband, father, teacher, friend

To those you love, you’ll always defend

Your family tucked your ring snug and tight

Thoughts of, “How could this be any more right…?”


Then a day came for you to answer the call

“Son, now it’s your turn to lead them all”

Two hundred and fifty souls and counting

To God you’ll answer and give an accounting…


And on that day I believe your family will look back see

How you made room in your ring for every single body

By Amy Blount 2020


I heard it once told like this…“A good man draws a circle around himself and cares for those within – his woman, his children. Other men draw a larger circle and bring within their brothers and sisters. But some men have a great destiny. They must draw around themselves a circle that includes many, many more.

This is a tribute to my pastor and his wonderful family. Happy 1st pastoral anniversary!

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