The Draw of Life

The Wisdom of Lucky" 

A cowboy with a heart of gold, Lucky's name was whispered, stories untold. 

With eyes that saw the world with peace and light, He navigated life's storms with joy and a smile.   

In roping pens, his words would bring a smile, 

Praise and thanks, no matter the day. 

Faced with frustration, he'd walk by our side, 

Reminding us "it's not the draw that decides".   

I saw him conquer challenges with calm delight, 

But Lucky's secret lay not in chance or luck, 

But in trusting in God and seeking his plan.   

He shared with me the wisdom he'd gained with time, 

To lay plans on the Lord, to trust in God's design. 

The bumps and curves that once brought pain and strife, 

Became the roads that shaped him into a stronger life.   

True peace isn't found in earthly things or fame, 

But in the Father's heart, where love and peace proclaim. 

Lucky's heart was rooted in the word the bible,

 That guided him through every day.   

He passed on his wisdom, with hands that were worn,

His bible, well-worn book, 

Its pages, well used serve as, 

A testament to faith that cut through life's darkest night.   

The wisdom he shared will forever be in my heart. For in his words,

I found a truth profound, A reminder to trust, to let faith be my ground.   

A Cowboy's Prayer

 When the draw seems unfair, and the world seems cold, 

When challenges come, and our hearts grow old. 

 "It's not the draw, but how we respond".  

 So we'll lay our plans on the loving hand, Of the Father, our guide in this uncertain land. 

For in His word, we'll find our peaceful shore, 

And trust in His love, 

we'll walk the road once more.