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Stanley one day

became road kill along side the busy motor way

So, when little Stanley opened his tiny dark eyes yet again

He found he knew not where he was from what or when

then a Voice , but not a voice  spoke and said

YOU ARE IN HEAVEN NOW STANLEY

SO IT IS TIME THAT YOU AWOKE!

NOW COME AND NO LONGER BE DEAD

BUT WAIT...................., the VOICE but not a voice said

quite obviously somewhat taken aback

JUST WHAT IS THAT AWFUL SMELL?

OHHHHHH  the VOICE but not a voice practically boomed

ITS COMING FROM YOU, SO YOU MUST BE A SKUNK

PEE-U

BUT TELL ME DID YOU HAVE TO BRING WITH YOU

YOUR SKUNK SACK

OH WELL.................

the VOICE but not a voice was obviously displeased

why, anyone who heard but didn't hear could tell

WHAT TO DO,........WHAT TO DO,........ our dear LORD thought

How could he take stinking to high heaven SKUNKS

into his glorious kingdom, when on the motor way they got caught

and how could HE live with, letting heaven of all places,

smell like what a wet garbage dumpster wrought

A FOUL STENCH THROUGHOUT HEAVEN EVERYWHERE

WELL I THINK NOT!

well, perhaps then you could um think of some way to de-stink me I mean

um.... Stanley softly spoke up

a warm golden light burned before him

then the light suddenly LIT UP

WELL NOW.................SAY, THERE'S AN IDEA, came the VOICE but not a voice

OH WHAT TO DO...........WHAT TO DO..................tapped fingers but not really

fingers

COME BEFORE ME NOW,

DEARLY DECIDED CHOICE

and SUDDENLY, the answer came just as quickly to be

when skunks get ran over from this moment on

their stink sacks are immediately set free

so, to smell up the ever so imperfect earth and

NOT HEAVEN ,

along side the skunk soul you see

So, from now on my dearest children

when you happen upon a poor, little dead skunk stinking up every

inch of ground along side the motor way

do not  cry of fret over his little body's death

for you see

THAT is indeed his proof to us that he is with our LOVING LORD

now and forever to stay

and all for, thanks to wise, young Stanley

the first skunk in heaven above

Now, only when one smells the skunk's foul stench

that is proof positive that he has readily arrived

unto our dear Lords Loyal house of all eternal love

so, simply try to smile through the all that stench

and be happy to know that a Grinch is just a Grinch

but now you know

just where all sneaky, stinky, cute, little waddling skunks

do indeed get to go

why with you and me

right  up into heaven

and straight into JESUS' own awaiting arms

This I have explained so now you  know..............

(Aug. 4, 1994)