Category: poetry
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IN THE BEGINNING
Early one morning – the sun was still weak, I stepped through an old rusted gate.Walked into my garden and took peekWhat I saw, I know, was my fate. Overcome by a wonder I’d never seenAs if traveled the universe vast I looked and there from a vine shone a beam, Drew me…
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The Kindness of America
I still remember seeing her for the first time. I was craning my neck while looking down from my window seat as we approached the airport. She stood motionless in her green patina reaching out her torch to enlighten the world. She moved something deep within me. She came from…
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Family
We signed bazillion dotted lines On twenty pounds of paper We went to classes – stretched our minds Did court instead of labor Then welcomed three into our clan Their pain became soon ours We knew that family was God’s plan Here evil loses power God knits a family of…
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The Wellspring
When Love is abundant, store it awayFor a time of great hate will comeWhen it does and you stand in warring days You’ll have plenty to draw love from. When it’s day and gorgeous Light fills your eyes,Keep the vision of Light in mind.For darkness will come and and evil will…
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Her Hands
While I washed my hands today, I asked the Lord to bless the work of our hands. I thought of an encounter at the store. I don’t remember much of her, No name, nor what she wore, But that her old hands made me stare From six feet in the…
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The Sword
Long ago, at a time when wars were fought with swords, in a warring country, lived a young, valiant man who yearned to fight at the front lines of the raging battle. He was courageous and often asked his father for a sword so he could fight in the war.…
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Abide – My WORD(s)
To this ONE WORD I want to cleave It is the Word “ABIDE” My foolish ways I want to leave; In Jesus want to hide. But I must know the Devil’s lies; They say “Trapped!” not “Abiding” There in the upside-down he tries To turn “Leave” to “backsliding”. “Abide in…
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The Suffering of God
God spoke Himself into the dark, Formed part of Him from Him apart. While in His work His love made known, What wasn’t God’s would soon be shown. The suff’ring fields began to grow, For Evil came at night to sow. Among the grains of love and care Now grew…
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Be Still
No, It’s not “dreary fog” Nor “icy paths” But It’s “covering” and “meticulous creativity” It’s “I See You!” and “Be Still!“ “Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace among those with whom he is pleased!” Luke 2:14 ~ (Pictures, Heidi Viars, Christmas morning, 2019)
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