Don't add another brick to my wagon, <br />I have enough right now to pull. <br /> <br />My load is heavy, can't you see? <br />It's heavy and way too full! <br /> <br />My bricks are made of stone and sand, <br />And the binding ingredient, is one heart of a man. <br /> <br />I placed them all in a mixer and stirred, <br />And their tumbling sounds could not be heard. <br /> <br />The sounds they made were somehow sweet and soft, <br />For the heart of man added, was one which my Savior bought. <br /> <br />He has that miraculous way about Him, <br />Softening sounds of the dirt of man's sin. <br /> <br />So you don't need to add another brick you see, <br />For the burdens in my wagon, <br />Are only to be pulled by me! <br /> <br />Now if you wish to have the mortars blend, <br />Of the bricks that I have formed. <br />You'll need to go to God, and sign His papers, <br /> 'Sins, 'Salvation C', release forms.'<br /><br />Linda Winchell<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/another-brick-in-the-wagon/
