Saturday, March 27, 2010

Wow, it's hard to believe April 's right around the corner ... another April Fool's Day!  

OK, I think it's healthy to have an excuse to laugh..... but sometimes, don't folks get a little carried away?  I think Life plays enough jokes on us; we don't have to play jokes on one another.

Perhaps we need to ask ourselves, are we feeling foolish in a happy, playful way -- or foolish in a sense that we want to change the direction of our lives?

They say it's human nature to make fun of people who don't fit into our way of thinking.  Long ago, in the King's country they did, in fact, have someone who fit that role:  the Court Jester, or Fool.   
I love this old poem, and hope you'll enjoy it also.


THE FOOL'S PRAYER
by: Edward Rowland Sill (1841-1887)

The royal feast was done; the King
Sought some new sport to banish care,
And to his jester cried: "Sir Fool,
Kneel now, and make for us a prayer!"

The jester doffed his cap and bells,
And stood the mocking court before;
They could not see the bitter smile
Behind the painted grin he wore.

He bowed his head, and bent his knee Upon the Monarch's silken stool;
His pleading voice arose: "O Lord,
Be merciful to me, a fool!

"No pity, Lord, could change the heart
From red with wrong to white as wool;
The rod must heal the sin: but Lord, Be merciful to me, a fool!

"'T is not by guilt the onward sweep
Of truth and right, O Lord, we stay;
'T is by our follies that so long
We hold the earth from heaven away.

"These clumsy feet, still in the mire,
Go crushing blossoms without end;
These hard, well-meaning hands we thrust
Among the heart-strings of a friend.

"The ill-timed truth we might have kept--
Who knows how sharp it pierced and stung?
The word we had not sense to say--
Who knows how grandly it had rung!

"Our faults no tenderness should ask.
The chastening stripes must cleanse them all;
But for our blunders -- oh, in shame
Before the eyes of heaven we fall.

"Earth bears no balsam for mistakes;
Men crown the knave, and scourge the tool
That did his will; but Thou, O Lord,
Be merciful to me, a fool!"

The room was hushed; in silence rose
The King, and sought his gardens cool,
And walked apart, and murmured low,

"Be merciful to me, a fool!"



9 comments:

  1. Ha! I forgot that April Fool's Day is this week.
    What a great, fun post!

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  2. Touching, Myra! Have a great weekend, friend!
    Love,
    Mary

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  3. I loved this! Thank you for sharing and may God richly bless you!

    Happy Palm Sunday!!

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  4. Some Sunday afternoons my brain feels "cooked." This must be one of those days. I have read this twice and I like it but I'm not sure I really understand it. I love the type, the picture and the way it flows. But for the life of me....Well let's face it, I'm such a fool.

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  5. This is a great poem! I'm so glad you shared it today.
    God Bless,
    Ginger

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  6. What an interesting poem. Yes, it is almost April Fools Day and I hadn't even thought about it. Where is the time going?
    Blessings for a peaceful week ahead, and yes, I miss "W" too.
    Charlotte

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  7. I love poetry! I had never read this before . It is a wonderful poem . Sin does make a fool of us all , I'm so glad that Jesus took the rod for us & has set us free .
    Blessings ,
    ~Myrna

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