December 2008
The desert
Tired and numb but because I am living fully again, Working hard but playing harder and loving hardest, A mirage on the horizon are so many of my dreams, The heat haze melting what is left solid in my mind, Invite me to your oasis I am parched off of passions heat, Cool knowing my refuge from the desert you’ve set me in, Cloudless sky that at first attracted my eye terrifies me as I stumble...
Three New Orthodox Works - Reviewed by Ron Dart →
Merton on the Wilderness (excerpt from Thoughts in... →
Winters here
A Cold winters day, grey with a hint of blue, The sodden matter of life gone asleep under foot, A soulful lonely robin chirps his message in a bottle, How strange to stand and watch the winding down, My nose hairs tingle with damp new scents, As my eyes survey the the beautiful bleakness, And my ears vibrate to the song of rest, How enchanting this winter wonderland, The bare bodies of trees...
Made one
This is a poem I wrote a while back it was inspired when I heard of a girl in Burma being taken and horrible things done to her.
The bruised soul in the battered body ached for renewal, Teeth clenched, little chest shaking as heart weakly reaching out, Energy spent, love torn, her mind full of doubt, God’s bruised reed, His smouldering wick, He will not snuff or break, Holding hand, Kissing...
“To forgive is to set a prisoner free and discover that the prisoner was you.”
– Lewis B. Smedes (via bondo)
Excerpts for meditation from T.S. Eliot's 'East... →
Bit of an outpouring of my heart
I have allowed my heart to be hardened and my eyes to become blurred by a protective antipathy. I have struggled to read scripture and even more to meditate on what lay within disallowing the shaping of my heart. The enemy for a time won. He won a battle fought by bludgeoning my heart with negativity towards my faith as a follower of Jesus and a blurring of the goodness of the scriptures that tell...
The Empty Manger by Eden Jersak →
T.S. Eliot and C.S. Lewis: Discord and Concord by... →
“Much dreaming and many words are meaningless. Therefore stand in awe of God.”
– Ecclesiastes 5:1-7 (via bondo)
Newborn
So strong and mighty I started the day as I gazed knowing into the future, I would beat my heart out and His glory woud shine forth from my skilled hands, I would feed the homeless and cradle the sick in my arms of love, Emptied I was of all of me I lay on the floor naked, helpless, gasping for air, Once so confident now deflated as a left-over balloon all out of ideas, Even the chill air...
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Healing - Another short poem
Anger burned my heart unforgiveness leached my soul of love, Betrayal, rejection almost as if human heart were not designed for such, But light there always is searching out consuming the darkness in me, Simple words spoken by one dear change me from defender to surrender, Every syllable drenched in heavens grace reflecting thorn torn face, Against all odds I have once again found hope in life, in...
The loved hypocrite - A poem I recently wrote
A plank of wood in my oh so piercing eye, I can spot a sawdust speck from a mile, I could look to Father to take me up high, A tough patch turns me down takes me to trial, A soul cannot feast on hate and despair, I with closed fist hardened to lash out, I have to love I want His tender loving care, A storm loose in my heart turning victory into rout, A dawn of light in depths remind me He is mine,...
NATIVITY OF CHRIST, 2008 by Archbishop Lazar... →
Seeds Scattered and Sown (ed. Norman Knowles) -... →
Rachel Weeping by Brian Zahnd →
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The good, the bad and the ugly/ The better man
I wrote a short poem called “I saw Jesus a walking” and I met up with the same guy (Andy) a week later.
He was saying how he was no good to society and basically worhtless. I reminded him of the incident where he helped an old lady cross the street and told him how that had affected me, blessed me and challenged me. Then I said that in that moment he was the better man he was the more...