Saturday, February 24, 2007

An immature Red Tailed Hawk came to visit - and stayed for lunch














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Her Tooth

A new white crown
sneaking out, peeking out
not quite ready
to burst on the scene
to present itself,
show itself off
for the world
not ready for the attention
the closeup, the filling of the gap
Hiding where it’s warm, safe
under covers, hidden from view
hinting of the smile to come
the radiant, melt your heart
smile, neon and insistent
she’ll sport, all too soon


February 24, 2007 13:20


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Consecrated

The bread and the juice
for the faithful, for
his supper, the elements
of the sacrament
common bread,
common grape
blessed and prepared
consecrated by the clergy
carried, placed,
gently, reverently,
on his table
Covered and sanctified
until the intoning
the words
of covenant,
of remembrance
sharing the bread
and the wine,
the body and the blood
of the savior


February 24, 2007 12:14


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This Holy Mystery

a bite of bread, a taste of wine
symbolic joining
hearts and minds, spirits
with the creator,
sacrificially, sacramentally
sharing in the death,
the rising, the saving
of the son

Our bodies nourished,
spirits renewed
reminded of the one
sinless man
put to death
to balance the scales
to right the iniquities,
mine, yours, all of ours
throughout the ages

Taking on the yoke
feeding us,
“Remember me
each time you do this”;
remembering the sacrifice
but also the saving
the blood and the body
becoming part of us
again, each time
we come to his table


February 24, 2007 11:21

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Friday, February 23, 2007

Robert Burns' Birthplace - Alloway Ayr




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Spectral Arm




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Mud Came Early

We had another thaw today
Mud thick and dark
above the rims of the Escort
wagon sitting in the quicksand
of a New England spring
too soon, too little snow,
the seasons moving along a bit more
ready for black flies and mosquitoes,
not yet; not while its February


February 23, 2007 21:37


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Blood and Tissue

For an instant on Sunday
in the pausing after the amen
I could see the capillary action
the infusing of the bread
with the wine, the juice
flowing up into the
sacrificial flesh
taking on a moment
of anima, before I finished
my prayer, ate the body, the blood
of the sacrifice, the lamb, the shepherd
the savior, our brother


February 23, 2007 21:31


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Before the Noodles

Macaroni and cheese,
boxes sitting on the counter,
waiting for the water to boil

Little pearls of gas, building
on the dimpled Teflon coated pot
lined up in neat little rows,
ready to accelerate, to bubble
to boil, churn, mix and escape
the water above, into freedom
the cool air of the kitchen

Dissipate into nothingness
like a spirit reaching nirvana
all good karma, dying into air
lost in the great unknown


February 23, 2007 21:26


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Blogging Methodists

Blogging Methodists, http://bloggingmethodists.blogspot.com/, a great site!


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By Water and the Spirit

The prior effort of the United Methodist Church was called By Water and the Spirit, which is at:
http://www.gbod.org/worship/images/water&spirit.pdf, which addresses Baptism.



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This Holy Mystery

Our church for this Lenten season is working through the workbook that goes along with the United Methodist Church's white paper, This Holy Mystery, regarding Holy Communion. The report is at: http://www.gbod.org/worship/thmbooklet.pdf. It was completed in 2004.


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St. Lucia - Blog

See http://sainttlucia.blogspot.com/index.html

Another person's beautiful page about St. Lucia, where Ruth and I went for our honeymoon.


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Wednesday, February 21, 2007

Breathing In

We are a congregation
intent on breathing in,
new disciplines, new practices
to be sure; but
aren’t we ready,
ready to breath out

Immersed in the word,
in worship, in study,
finding new faith,
in prayer, in the pews
in the mystery of communion
world religions,
in Adven-tures,
in disciple study

Ready now, to seek other work
to open our doors, yes,
to others, to welcome the visitors,
make them family

But we need to go out there
when we open the doors,
not put a banner
on the back of the building,
by the entrance,
hidden from the main road

We need to walk out in the community
in search of souls ready for our welcome
ready to join us, ready to hear
the Good News
we have breathed in
ready to breath out
His love, his saving grace



February 21, 2007 13:09


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Our Daily Bread

Bread from the baker,
the sustainer God,
ready when needed
spoiling when saved

This time is a test
another test for the congregation
to rely on, to trust in,
to believe that it is God’s hand
that provides the needed funds,
the hands to do the work,
the feet to the faithful
Words to sway the status quo
to move us past, beyond
inertia, to get up,
and go out there
in mission and ministry



February 21, 2007 12:52


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A Time for Action

We have heard the news
a crisis in the congregation
urgent needs for a new appeal
a new infusion, a recommittal
to the work, the ministry,
the model of the church, the leadership
structure, the funding needed,
by faith affirmed, by feet made real
doing the work we are called to now
relying on God to provide
trusting in our daily bread


February 21, 2007 12:49

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Tabernacle

Without walls, just the tent
the place of the meeting for the people
where God lived before the Temple
before the Mahogany Church, the formal
structured, immovable building

The place where God lived with the people
intimate, informal, mobile, going with the nomads
the comings and going of the congregation
moving with the sand, with the wind,
with the seasons, going with
residing with, the people

The cloud descended and the presence
lived among the people
hearing the word of God
down at their level
intimate knowing of their God

We have a tent, yes we do
a place to hear God’s words
outside the comfortable sanctuary
the stain-glass walled home
we go to each Sunday

We have a tent for more intimate,
more nomadic, more approachable worship
catching the passerby, the itinerant, the migrant
the homeless, the lost, the one in need
need of momentary fellowship,
for saving where they are
Outside our walls,
but welcome in the Tabernacle
the tent out there


February 21, 2007 12:17


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Tuesday, February 20, 2007

Pitch the Tent

Pitch the Tent on the lawn
set up the chairs, the signs, the pulpit
flagmen at the roadside, cars parked down the street
a throng growing, walking toward the church
the iced tea and lemonade by the gallon

The heat rising under the tent,
stick to the folding chairs, the sweat pooling
on the shirts, dripping by weight, by gravity
But no one moves, all spellbound
by the oneness we breath
A holy mystery, live in us!

Hear the exhortation, the revival message
Good News for the sinners! The Savior Lives!
We are saved! By Grace Alone!
Feel the stirring, the nodding heads, the swaying bodies
in unison affirming the words of the Preacher

Amen’s and Allelulia’s share the air with sighs of truth
knowing, feeling, living the redemption, the saving
the repentance palpable in the newness of the congregation
new people thrown together with the stalwart,
faithful founders, the legacy of Wesley’s vision, his belief
carried forward to these days under the tent

Saving real and wonderful, divinely inspired words
pour from their lips, dripping with excitement, with wonder
with the love of God, giving through the sacrifice
the rising of the Lord on Easter!
Do you feel the choir rising too
in one voice, We are the Church together!
Amazing Grace, how sweet a sound we share
under the hot white tent, our tabernacle on the lawn
outside the four walls of the sanctuary,
beating hearts of faith feeling an older joy

Oh it is wonderful here under the tent
Pitched for the harvest of disciples
made for you Lord
Singing and praising your name
for your Glory, getting Your Message
Out into the world



February 20, 2007 21:16


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Wesleyan Growth

Oh to be like John, John Wesley
our founder, the beginning of the faith
to see the miners, the men in the field
throughout England,
or the work of Francis Asbury,
the Bishop in the colonies
riding circuit, planting seeds,
again and again, Hundreds, thousands,
reaping a bounteous harvest
of men and women, converts to Christ
To have the call the drive, the Discipline
to proclaim the good news throughout the city
the region, the area around our church, our home
to draw from far and wide, under the hot sun,
ringing oratory in the ears, the feeling of the spirit
rising in the swelling congregation, the new members
the offering plates full from the joyful giving,
well above the tithe, great offerings of faith,
inspired giving to the work, the mission
the ministry of the church reborn, renewed,
reenergized by crisis; but by calling too
To reclaim our heritage, or evangelism
our casting of the nets of ministry
far and wide, to new stocks of men
new sources of the unchurched, the forgotten
the lost among the secular world
yearning for spirituality, for saving grace
abundant harvest, the granary full
joy overflowing, if we believe enough



February 20, 2007 20:56


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An Act of Faith

I stood before the congregation
knowing the financial crunch
the hard work, done by so many
for so many years, to avoid
to never face this day
knowing the realities
the harsh numbers
of the budget
the fund balances no more
the income stream insufficient
declining membership

But I rose to argue, to debate
to convince all
We must not fall to the realities alone
We cannot bow to what is now
God can provide; God has provided
We can grow the church,
new members, new disciples
are out there; we must be fishers
fishers of men, out in the wider community

Follow our roots; pitch the tent, the Tabernacle,
raise the roof, preach to the quickening crowd
believe, really believe, that the money
will come, that the ministry will grow
that our best times are ahead
our aged congregation
can be reborn
can renew
will be
again



February 20, 2007 20:20


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God’s Will, Our Wills

Many hands raised in the hall
voices raised to the ceiling, the heavens
each one a voice of discernment
of varying visions of will,
whether God’s or Ours,
time will tell

Do we downsize,
live within the means we have
the bread in the cupboard
the food in the larder,
counted and checked

Or do we believe in a bigger
a more abundant pantry
being filled and refilled
as time and need grows

Do we trust in the
give us this day our daily bread
or do we believe that stewardship
requires husbanding the resources
we have today
for the lean times to come

Have we had the seven years of feast
and we now face the years of famine
or have we sat idly by
and missed a greater harvest
in the fallow fields?

This was the challenge we faced
in prayer and in fellowship yesterday
We chose to hope, to have faith
that God will provide
that the coffers will be filled
and the work done
with the team we have
and our feet and hands


February 20, 2007 20:10


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Arthur 1

Always precise
Revealing himself
Tough to do
Hero of my youth
Unique man
Remembered always


February 20, 2007 20:01


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Monday, February 19, 2007

Personality Type test - ENTP

You Are An ENTP
The Visionary
You are charming, outgoing, friendly. You make a good first impression.You possess good negotiating skills and can convince anyone of anything.Happy to be the center of attention, you love to tell stories and show off.You're very clever, but not disciplined enough to do well in structured environments.
You would make a great entrpreneur, marketing executive, or actor.


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CoralPoetry

See http://coralpoetry.blogspot.com/ - CoralPoetry

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Poetry to Live By

See http://shevokas.blogspot.com - Poetry to Live By

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Lent

Days of reflection
of expectancy,
of journey, awareness
fulfillment, glory
before the judgment
the sacrifice
the atonement
and redemption


February 19, 2007 10:30

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Touch Our Lives

You mean so much
to each one of us,
touching our lives
on so many levels,
in so many ways,
big and small,
with love, with wisdom
with friendship
a central figure in our lives
the lives of the girls,
each one of us, a sister,
an aunt, our pastor
our friend

Wherever God takes us
these truths will never end.
We love you Pastor Lori
and that will never end..


February 19, 2007 11:45


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Presidents

Leaders, of our nation
a day from work, from toil
to ponder their legacy,
this place, this idea
this aspirational experiment
on this continent,
these joined states

Men of flesh, of blood
chosen by us, by fate,
to lead, for good or ill,
to build a nation, to hold the union,
quell injustice, increase rights
struggle with war, with strife,
greed, and with hate

Lead us, for better or worse,
north and south, red and blue,
young and old, rich or poor
one nation under God’s watchful eye
Manifest destiny, and humble superpower
or Rome ready for a fall
depending on the president
and the path
they choose
down the years to come


February 19, 2007 10:43


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Transfigured

Man became holy
readied for sacrifice
there on the mountain
face and clothing radiant
brighter than earthly white
law and prophets merged,
transferred to the living son
anointed by the voice from the cloud
the descended presence of God


February 19, 2007 9:38
Matthew 17:1-8;
Mark 9:2-8;
Luke 9:28-36


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Transformed

Face aglow
in the presence of God
receiving the law
the word of life
guiding the people
but with a distance
a separateness
for the law giver
transformed,
veiled, because
he saw God


February 19, 2007
Exodus 34:29-35


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Lift Your Veil

Lift your veil
expose the glow
out in the community
the larger world
Light on your face,
your countenance,
reflect his word,
his closeness,
to you

Witness in the world
telling his story
our inheritance
Your joy evident
on your face
Project your faith
unveiled.


February 18, 2007 7:15 (during Rejuvenation)
February 19, 2007 9:40
Exodus 34:29-35


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Ashes

A season coming
marked by ashes,
solemn gray, black
marks of a cross,
a smudge, imprinted
merging with oil, with sweat
on our foreheads
a mark of sacrifice
at the end of the season
a burnt offering,
a sin sacrifice
beyond measure


February 19, 2007 10:28


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The Veil taken away

Moses’ veil,
separation from the people
Law given by his messenger
singular go-between
between God and man

Transformed, transferred
to the Lord on the mountain
Body aglow, God in the flesh
Creating relationship,
the light passed from the cloud,
on the mountain

The third act, the tearing
of the curtain,
the separation;
The veil torn away
forevermore.

We are now able to
reclaim the presence
the direct relationship
The closeness,
one on one
with Christ,
with God.


February 18, 2007 17:40 (during Rejuvenation)
February 19, 2007 9:55
Exodus 34:29-35;
Luke 9:28-36;
Matthew 27:45-57


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Compromising Self

What do we have left, then
after compromising self,
even a little,
taking on the mantle, the anger
the argument of another
losing ourselves in the struggle
the moment of passion
of will asserting itself, pridefully
using skills for a purpose,
weakness
holding on too long
after instinct sets off alarms
believing too much,
we can overcome
hold together warring factions
warring parts within another self
straying from
not my will but Yours
even fitfully, a compromise
too great indeed
Reclaiming humility,
walking humbly
on this path


February 18, 2007 11:46


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