I dreamed I shared my thoughts, and all agreed
That thoughts I thought were thought to be divine.
Some ask, “What is your source? We really need
To know whose words these are.” And I said, “Mine!”
My thoughts were bought as thoughts that ought to be
On paper, lest the caper be revealed
That thinkers drink the ink that taught the sea
To linger dark and deep, her secrets sealed.
There’s simply nothing new beneath the sun.
Ecclesiastes gives us all away.
We think we think anew, new thing begun,
Because we don’t remember what we say
Was first heard of another long ago,
Elocution attribution goes no know.
Bro. Joel Tucker, Ordained by the Christian Church (Disciples of Christ) in 2017, has been in ministry since 2001. He recently retired from Senior Pastor at Guyton (GA) Christian Church, where he served for 7 years, after 17 at Tropical Sands Christian Church, Palm Beach Gardens, FL. He holds a bachelor's degree in Journalism from Auburn University and a certificate of pastoral ministry from Lexington Theological Seminary. He entered ministry after 20 years in corporate communications and five years of computer programming.
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