A Teacher and a Master

He’d taken youth on journeys through tales of people past.

He’d entertained and taught them.  His love for them was fast.

But teachers can’t continue forever in the schools.

Retirement impending, he couldn’t break the rules.

But his heart was set on teaching, on helping youth to grow.

How could he continue?  The Lord would let him know.

“You’ve taught them well and shown the way to gain from books and text,

“But now your time needs to be spent with boys in freezing tents.

“From tender footed cubs, you’ll fashion mighty men.

“Each badge will bring them closer to coming Home again.”

And so the history teacher, a Master has become

In motivating, guiding, and strengthening God’s sons.

He takes them to the pastures in sacred mountains where

Their souls can graze on lessons that God can teach them there.

From week to week he pushes.  Their strength and honor grow.

To God and Country their hearts turn, their duty come to know.

The fledgling wings are stretched out and heads are held up high

As from the nest where eaglets grew, great Eagles fill the sky.

Dear Brother Johnson, thank you, for all the time you give

That our boys may be Eagles, and soar to God, and live.