Divisions

 
 
 Divisions
  
 Divisions, divisions
 In a Sea
 Of Faces
 Never meant
 To be
  
 We were
 Meant to be
 All one
 As
 The One,
 Father, Spirit
 Holy Son
  
 Joined together
 In the perfect dance
 In one glance
 You can see
 This world’s
 Ultimate Unity!
  
 So, it does 
 Not make sense
 For God’s family
 To be so divided
 For this there 
 Stands no defense
  
 A church, family
 divided only
 Hurts itself
 Taking away
 Not adding
 Leaving all
 Bereft
  
 of the
 Fellowshipping
 Love, Joy
 especially 
 the Peace
 Steals the 
 Equipping
 Meant for us
  
 So, Holy Family
 God’s one true
 Church
 Tear down the 
 Walls
 Those horrible
 Divisions
 Never meant 
 To be
 And we will 
 See. . . 
 Heaven!

Ephesians 4:3 Make every effort to keep the unity of the Spirit through the bond of peace. There is one body and one Spirit, just as you were called to one hope when you were called; one Lord, one faith, one baptism; one God and Father of all who is over all and through all and in all.

1 Corinthians 1:12-13 What I mean is this: One of you says, I follow Paul; another, I follow Apollos; another, I follow Cephas; still another, I follow Christ. Is Christ divided?

I Feel Like. . .

 
 
 I feel like
  
 I feel like
 A leaf,
 A snowflake
  
 Life goes by so fast
 Like peering in a looking glass
 Then you step away
  
 What was it that you, God,
 Had in mind
 When you first thought of
 Me
 Was it to rhyme a line
 So they perhaps might
 See 
 Your Face?
  
 Better, clearer,
 Clearer, clearer
 So they might
 Draw nearer,
 Nearer, nearer
 To You?
  
 Never will I know
 All answers
 This side of the grave
 Questions will there
 Always be
 As on I in frailness go.

My Existence

 Existence
  
  
 My heart beats
 My lungs breathe
 I can laugh,
 Play,
 Savor the day
 I exist
  
 My thoughts are 
 My own
 In my head 
 They have found
 A home
 Within to rest
  
 Put me to the test
 Will I or won’t I
 Do this or that
 I can hear these,
 My thoughts
  
 For you see
 This is the real
 You and me
 A living breathing
 Spirit, soul
 Only temporarily,
 For now
 Attached to this
 mortal shell
  
 Given a chance
 to grow
 Get to know
 The One who runs
 The universe
 And beyond,
 Transcendent,
 With His Son
  
 For one day He 
 Has promised 
 He will come
 This living,
 breathing Son
 Shining in all His splendor
 This wonderful Giver
 Of our Life
 This gift of
 Our Existence!

My Debts

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 My Debts
  
  
 Up to my eyeballs in debt
 I sigh I moan
 I truly, deeply regret
 What I have done
 To myself
  
 No one else to blame
 Oh, the embarrassing shame!
 Oh, what I cannot claim
 Of wisdom
  
 Loud commercials
 Made it seem so real
 Oh, their endless appeal
 So, I got sucked in 
 By the alluring din
 Of a greedy world
  
 So now I am an endless slave
 This I can mostly certainly say
 Onward I go 
 Trying to show
 A new confidence
  
 I slug away
 Each morning, new day
 At the mountainous debt
 Trying to correct
 This wreck
 I’ve made of my life
  
 I know it will end
 And I will never, ever,
 Ever again spend
 Myself into this death march
 toward another fresh & open 
 financial grave

Probably not such a good poem for this time of year, right before the biggest gift giving holiday, but still timely I hope. Remember it’s only one day out of the year. Remember God loves you and wants only the best for you and your family. Have a blessed and peace filled day!

Money, Money

 
  
 Money, Money
  
 Money, money everywhere
 Yet not enough to think with
 My soul might surely drown
 In that deafening sound
 Of the clink, clink, clink 
 Of those hard, cold coins
 As they roll, tumble & sink
 To the bottom of my cup
 From which I’m trying to sup
  
 I raise this now full cup
 To try and drink
 Cup’s edge at the brink
 Of my own thirsty lips
 Almost overwhelmed
 As all I can smell
 Is the odiferous stink
 Of coin’s metallic toxins
  
 This deadly metal’s liqueur
 I feel now most sure
 Will kill me
 My thirst t’will not abate
 Nor will it finally slake
 The pounding, roaring lust
 For more, more, more
 For money’s tempting allure
 Is there not some final cure?
  
 I lust 
 Yet dare not trust
 The swirling deadly liquid 
 So I will not swallow
 The poisons which
 Lie golden in the hollow
 Of My cup
  
  
 Yet with all of this said
 I toss & turn on my bed
 In the dark of midnight’s light
 Searching for an answer
 Money is not the cancer
 Itself only an answer
 To life’s most real of needs
 It is that deadly lust
 That will cause the deepest rust
 To my center’s being
 Oh, the hurtful sting
 Of my soul’s new knowledge
  
 So, I will try fleeing
 Flinging off the desires
 The deadly coins do sire
 In every human heart
 Turn to my inner being
 Wait for Heaven’s lights
 To cause a new way of seeing
 Of myself, yourself, this life 
 And throw off money’s 
 Most paralyzing strifes

First True Renaissance (Recreation)

  
 First True Renaissance
 (Re-creation)
  
 After a dark period
 It is told in books
 There was a Renaissance,
 Reformation, 
 a Recreation,
 Of culture, societies
 Even of Religion
  
 But I will argue
 It had already occurred
 At an earlier date
 before those books’ words
 Told of it.  On a cross 
 in a small back country,
 Judea
  
 An explosion 
 Unseen but felt
 After one 
 insignificant carpenter
 Was crucified 
 Because he testified
 To a new way of life
  
 Born in blood, 
 sweat & tears
 Why? satan has no peer
 For evil destruction
 His desperation 
 Was showing
  
 A new world,
 Kingdom,
 New way of living
 Was ushered in
 For all who would choose
 Their life to lose
 Inside of His
  
 Built upon a 
 Foundation of the old
 Refined, purified
 Like the rarest of golds
 For the sake of man
 He took our hand
 And led us to 
 His cross
  
 Meant for all
 Not just a few
 A new earth order
 If you choose
 Of faith, belief
 So on that Day
 And in that way
 His new earth kingdom 
 Started.
  
 Change has 
 Happened
 Time for it 
 To spread
 To all places
 For the good
 Of all faces
  
 Death defeated
 satan exposed
 for the liar he is
 time for the world
 to know
 it can change,
 grow,
 because 
 Christ says so! 
  
 Do not have to wait
 For a distant heaven
 New kingdom life
 Is now for the taking
 Now is the time
 for the slaking
 Of our undiminished
 Need for God
  
 For every man,
 Woman, child
 To take us out of our wild
 Unruly state he found in us
 Return to us His paradise for all
 Please I beg of you,
 do not refuse
 His holy, righteous call!