Solid Word,
Living Lamp,
Gentle Lion,
Conquering Lamb,
You made this world
You came into.
You came to us
To bring us back to You.
You Came To Us, Advent: Week 3
Category: Musings
Anybody Weary?, Advent: Week 2
Contrary to the cliche, there can be rest for the weary:
Come to me, all who labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest.
This gift is why “the weary world rejoices” at Christmas.
Urban
convergence of consciousness
axiomatic microcosm of humanity
juggernaut ascending
positively teeming
with dreams
fear, joy, loneliness,
and love
October’s Rays
October’s rays are lazy;
They don’t rise-and-shine, they fall.
The leaves sift them like cinnamon
And they rest on autumn like a shawl.
Even We Are Good
All the leaves in the canopy
The Lord knows every one
Every grain of sand beneath the seas
And baking in the sun
All the flakes on every peak
He calls them all by name
He warms our hearths when he speaks
Each leaping fiery flame
Every soul you’ve every known
He knitted them with care
Hand-placing every chromosome
And numbering every hair
He knows this world He’s spoken
As every author should
So you and I can trust Him
When He says even we are good
I Thank God For You
Just so you know,
I thank God for you.
Early in the morning
as you come into view.
Spontaneously throughout the day
as you are sweet to me.
Several times at night
when you’re the final sight I see.
I thank God for you’re
walking mercy to me,
Cherished wife of my youth, on our
Anniversary.
I Love These Legs
I love these legs.
With their scrapes and bruises
That serve as reminders they carry
a little human who chooses
Adventure.
Whatever form it may take;
Be it a run through the garden
Or a swim in the lake.
“Again!”,
Is her battle cry
When we throw the ball
Or I lift her high.
“Tay-Tay touch it”,
She says when she spies
Creeping things,
Frogs, birds, or flies.
Oh, my girl!
You make Dada proud
When you leap in faith
With a squeal so loud.
Yes, my girl!
Drain life to the dregs.
Tumble, run, and jump
On those wonderful legs!
