Rock; stumbling block
passive – aggressive, follow
hide, run, walk by faith
January 26, 2008
Saturday, January 26, 2008
Peter – haiku - 1
Superbowl Haiku - 2
Nineteen and zero
Just win one more, Patriots
Team of Destiny!
January 26, 2008
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Just win one more, Patriots
Team of Destiny!
January 26, 2008
http://www.onlyagame.org/
He Called Me
There I was, with my partners, my brother
working, as we had for years, toiling in our boat
on the Sea of Galilee, fishermen,
that is what we were, until that day
He was the one, baptized by John
in the Jordan, or so was the story
about this man, Jesus
He called me, Me,
to follow Him,
to be fishers of men,
no longer in my boat
doing what I had always known
He called Me
And I followed Him
January 26, 2008
Matthew 4:12-23
working, as we had for years, toiling in our boat
on the Sea of Galilee, fishermen,
that is what we were, until that day
He was the one, baptized by John
in the Jordan, or so was the story
about this man, Jesus
He called me, Me,
to follow Him,
to be fishers of men,
no longer in my boat
doing what I had always known
He called Me
And I followed Him
January 26, 2008
Matthew 4:12-23
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The Weight of the Dove
He was forever changed,
the weight of the dove, the spirit of God
resting upon him, still upon him
its impression visible, transforming
as he walked the shore, as he called the brothers,
the brothers in labor, in ministry to come
the fishermen, James and John,
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Before the ministry, before the transfiguration
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the weight of the dove, the spirit of God
resting upon him, still upon him
its impression visible, transforming
as he walked the shore, as he called the brothers,
the brothers in labor, in ministry to come
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January 26, 2008
Matthew 4:12-23
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Following the Master
Before he was known, before he was seen
healing, teaching, he walked the shore
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There on the shore, he called them
to follow him, to walk with him,
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a right understanding of love
of heavenly righteousness
He called them, and their lives changed
no longer were they fishermen
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They were called to different work
following the Master
January 26, 2008
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healing, teaching, he walked the shore
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the weight of the dove still upon him
He saw brothers, fishermen
There on the shore, he called them
to follow him, to walk with him,
to fish for men, the hearts of men
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a right understanding of love
of heavenly righteousness
He called them, and their lives changed
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following the Master
January 26, 2008
Matthew 4:12-23
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Thursday, January 24, 2008
Just how far have we come?
In this week when we celebrate Martin Luther King, Jr. Day, I am forced to wonder aloud, “Just how far have we come”, as a nation, as a people, in reaching Dr. King’s dream?
I observed a troubling scene this morning. I was just an on-looker. I do not know what was in the hearts of the children. Any conclusion is merely my own, based on how it appeared.
Two young boys, one tow-head white and one ebony-black, likely a refugee child from Africa who may not yet speak English, were waiting in line to go into school. The black boy was ahead of the white boy in line. The white boy was just a few inches taller, heavier. He was facing the other boy. He had his right hand held on the front of the other boy’s throat. It looked to me like the way a pit-bull, or other similar dog or a big-cat grasps its prey, immobilizing it. The other boy, facing me, did not move. I was struck by the scene. It may have been about 10 seconds, at most, before I stepped in to stop it.
The staff moved in at the same moment, moved the attacker, and kept him separated. The teacher was alerted to what happened.
The school did the right thing, as far as I could tell, responding quickly.
But what of the two boys? What lessons have they been taught that led to this assault? What lessons did they learn on the playground this day? What supports will they get? How far have we come as a people, to achieve Dr. King’s dream? How color blind are we?
And, aside from the different colors of the children, there is the disturbing issue of bullying that continues to be seen in schools, even with laws and policies on the subject.
Our society has not become the kind of place Dr. King dreamed of where all would be treated equally.
We can only hope and pray that in small incremental steps, individual lives can be changed for the better, and that we all will act when we see injustice. I hope that both the aggressor and the victim in this incident get the love, care, support, and learning they need so that this never happens again.
&
I observed a troubling scene this morning. I was just an on-looker. I do not know what was in the hearts of the children. Any conclusion is merely my own, based on how it appeared.
Two young boys, one tow-head white and one ebony-black, likely a refugee child from Africa who may not yet speak English, were waiting in line to go into school. The black boy was ahead of the white boy in line. The white boy was just a few inches taller, heavier. He was facing the other boy. He had his right hand held on the front of the other boy’s throat. It looked to me like the way a pit-bull, or other similar dog or a big-cat grasps its prey, immobilizing it. The other boy, facing me, did not move. I was struck by the scene. It may have been about 10 seconds, at most, before I stepped in to stop it.
The staff moved in at the same moment, moved the attacker, and kept him separated. The teacher was alerted to what happened.
The school did the right thing, as far as I could tell, responding quickly.
But what of the two boys? What lessons have they been taught that led to this assault? What lessons did they learn on the playground this day? What supports will they get? How far have we come as a people, to achieve Dr. King’s dream? How color blind are we?
And, aside from the different colors of the children, there is the disturbing issue of bullying that continues to be seen in schools, even with laws and policies on the subject.
Our society has not become the kind of place Dr. King dreamed of where all would be treated equally.
We can only hope and pray that in small incremental steps, individual lives can be changed for the better, and that we all will act when we see injustice. I hope that both the aggressor and the victim in this incident get the love, care, support, and learning they need so that this never happens again.
&
edited
January 19, 2015
Changing
the Wind – v3
(merging
edits to original and version 2)
Edited
July 22, 2013
“changing
the wind – v2”
December 7, 2007
“changing the wind”
Based on the comments of Jim Wallis on
Speaking of Faith, November 29, 2007
He was talking about whether to change politicians
or change the wind, to change the public opinion
which guides politics. He used the example
of President Johnson’s statement to the
Reverend Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. that it would
take 5 years for a voting rights bill but
it actually took 5 months to pass the Voting Rights Act,
after the March in Selma.
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Wednesday, January 23, 2008
In My Arms
The savior of the world, the one we had hoped for,
the Messiah we prayed for his coming,
held in my arms, falling into the water together
baptized with water,
right next to me, as we came up
out of the water, the Jordan
the Spirit of God shone down from heaven
tearing the curtain, heaven and earth one
Alighting on him, the Spirit of God
Wake the neighbors, the Savior Lives!
January 23, 2008
John 1:29-42 and sermon,
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the Messiah we prayed for his coming,
held in my arms, falling into the water together
baptized with water,
right next to me, as we came up
out of the water, the Jordan
the Spirit of God shone down from heaven
tearing the curtain, heaven and earth one
Alighting on him, the Spirit of God
Wake the neighbors, the Savior Lives!
January 23, 2008
John 1:29-42 and sermon,
“Witness”, by Reverend Peter Hey,
Wesley United Methodist Church,
Concord, NH 1/20/08
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Tuesday, January 22, 2008
Ruby Slippers
A pair of ruby slippers
sequined and well-worn
Old friends gingerly placed,
lovingly left for another day
I don’t know their owner;
but I have seen the smiles, the glee
I can imagine, from my own princesses
and their joy in dress-up
time when their wonder, magic
rubs off on me
Oh, I can imagine her so well
and the giggles that erupt
each time she slips them back on
January 22, 2008
sequined and well-worn
Old friends gingerly placed,
lovingly left for another day
I don’t know their owner;
but I have seen the smiles, the glee
I can imagine, from my own princesses
and their joy in dress-up
time when their wonder, magic
rubs off on me
Oh, I can imagine her so well
and the giggles that erupt
each time she slips them back on
January 22, 2008
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Casting Their Nets
Casting their nets into the sea
seeking their food, their livelihood
dropping their nets, their lives
at the word of the carpenter
offering them bigger game, bigger stakes
if they would follow him
January 22, 2008
Matthew 4:12-23
Matthew 4:18-20
seeking their food, their livelihood
dropping their nets, their lives
at the word of the carpenter
offering them bigger game, bigger stakes
if they would follow him
January 22, 2008
Matthew 4:12-23
Matthew 4:18-20
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Repent – haiku – 7
Repent, confess sin
washed clean in the river
new creatures in Christ
washed clean in the river
new creatures in Christ
January 22, 2008
Repent – haiku – 7
Matthew 4:12-23
Matthew 4:18-20
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Repent – haiku – 6
Shed your old skin, self
be a new creation, live
joy in the morning
January 22, 2008
Matthew 4:12-23
Matthew 4:17
be a new creation, live
joy in the morning
January 22, 2008
Matthew 4:12-23
Matthew 4:17
Repent – haiku – 5 – v2
Reverse the course, path
follow a new direction
the straight and narrow
January 22, 2008
Matthew 4:12-23
Matthew 4:17
follow a new direction
the straight and narrow
January 22, 2008
Matthew 4:12-23
Matthew 4:17
Repent – haiku – 5 – v1
Reverse the course, flow
embark on a new pathway
the straight and narrow
January 22, 2008
Matthew 4:12-23
Matthew 4:17
embark on a new pathway
the straight and narrow
January 22, 2008
Matthew 4:12-23
Matthew 4:17
Repent – haiku – 4
Love God, not mammon;
be born anew, adopted
Turn from your old self
January 22, 2008
Matthew 4:12-23
Matthew 4:17
be born anew, adopted
Turn from your old self
January 22, 2008
Matthew 4:12-23
Matthew 4:17
Repent – haiku – 3 – v2
Wash with the Spirit
Be made clean in your true heart
set your trust in God
January 22, 2008
Matthew 4:12-23
Matthew 4:17
Be made clean in your true heart
set your trust in God
January 22, 2008
Matthew 4:12-23
Matthew 4:17
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Repent – haiku – 3 – v1
Wash with the Spirit
Be made clean in your true heart
set your sight on God
January 22, 2008
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Be made clean in your true heart
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Repent – haiku – 2 – v3
Change your direction
change your ways, your life, your heart
change your steps to God
January 22, 2008
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change your ways, your life, your heart
change your steps to God
January 22, 2008
Matthew 4:12-23
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Change your direction
change your ways, your life, your heart
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January 22, 2008
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change your ways, your life, your heart
change your sight to God
January 22, 2008
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Change your direction
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change your path to God
January 22, 2008
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January 22, 2008
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Repent – haiku – 1
Turn around, reverse
turn away from your past, sin
turn toward the Lord
January 22, 2008
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turn away from your past, sin
turn toward the Lord
January 22, 2008
Matthew 4:12-23
Matthew 4:17
They Went With Him
The shoreline, the world
was different in that instance,
a page turned in human history
His ministry truly begun
when the disciples left their nets, their boats
their lives behind to follow the Christ
His earthy journey truly begun
in those acts of faith, that trust
Starting a course that led to the cross,
the grave, the resurrection, to Pentecost;
but even in the sudden purposeful rising
from the shore, their nets
They marked a change in the world
the Messiah had come, and they
they would be his nets
January 22, 2008
Matthew 4:12-23
was different in that instance,
a page turned in human history
His ministry truly begun
when the disciples left their nets, their boats
their lives behind to follow the Christ
His earthy journey truly begun
in those acts of faith, that trust
Starting a course that led to the cross,
the grave, the resurrection, to Pentecost;
but even in the sudden purposeful rising
from the shore, their nets
They marked a change in the world
the Messiah had come, and they
they would be his nets
January 22, 2008
Matthew 4:12-23
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He Didn’t Ask
They followed
when he said to follow
not a request, not a question.
He didn’t ask, “will you follow me?”
He made a promise, a pledge,
giving purpose to their lives,
lives spent fishing, mending
They would now fish for human hearts
“Follow me,” the Master said
and they left all to follow him
January 22, 2008
Matthew 4:12-23
when he said to follow
not a request, not a question.
He didn’t ask, “will you follow me?”
He made a promise, a pledge,
giving purpose to their lives,
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They would now fish for human hearts
“Follow me,” the Master said
and they left all to follow him
January 22, 2008
Matthew 4:12-23
In the Boat, Left
They left, to follow him
to be his fishers of men;
he and the hired hands
were left behind, in the boat
to carry on without them.
They were called
to another way
January 22, 2008
Matthew 4:12-23
to be his fishers of men;
he and the hired hands
were left behind, in the boat
to carry on without them.
They were called
to another way
January 22, 2008
Matthew 4:12-23
They Followed
Seemingly without further thought
without question or doubt
they stood when he called
left their homes, their lives
their nets on the shore
and moved with him
into the countryside
to begin their work
with him; but
all because he called them
to follow him,
to be fishers of men
January 22, 2008
Matthew 4:12-23
without question or doubt
they stood when he called
left their homes, their lives
their nets on the shore
and moved with him
into the countryside
to begin their work
with him; but
all because he called them
to follow him,
to be fishers of men
January 22, 2008
Matthew 4:12-23
The Master Called
They were doing their work
sitting by the sea, mending their nets
what they had always done
the task at hand
He came to them, called them
out of their lives, to another calling
to fish for people, for the human heart
to bring us into a relationship
with God. But He didn’t say all of that
Those things would come later
He merely said to follow me
I need you, I have called you
and they left all
and followed him
January 22, 2008
Matthew 4:12-23
sitting by the sea, mending their nets
what they had always done
the task at hand
He came to them, called them
out of their lives, to another calling
to fish for people, for the human heart
to bring us into a relationship
with God. But He didn’t say all of that
Those things would come later
He merely said to follow me
I need you, I have called you
and they left all
and followed him
January 22, 2008
Matthew 4:12-23
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be like they were, then
ready to leave all behind
become fishers too
January 22, 2008
Matthew 4:12-23
ready to leave all behind
become fishers too
January 22, 2008
Matthew 4:12-23
Fishers of Men – haiku - 5
Nets, family, sea
Left behind, following him
Our story foretold
January 22, 2008
Matthew 4:12-23
Left behind, following him
Our story foretold
January 22, 2008
Matthew 4:12-23
Fishers of Men – haiku - 4
Leaving the shore, the nets
all they had ever known for him
to spread the good news
January 22, 2008
Matthew 4:12-23
all they had ever known for him
to spread the good news
January 22, 2008
Matthew 4:12-23
Fishers of Men – haiku - 3
followed his call
left all to go with the Christ
believed in him
January 22, 2008
Matthew 4:12-23
left all to go with the Christ
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January 22, 2008
Matthew 4:12-23
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Fishers of Men – haiku - 2
They were seeking men
to bring us to God, to save
reconcile us all
January 22, 2008
Matthew 4:12-23
to bring us to God, to save
reconcile us all
January 22, 2008
Matthew 4:12-23
Fishers of Men – haiku - 1
Fishers of humans
casting other nets, waters
messengers of hope
January 22, 2008
Matthew 4:12-23
casting other nets, waters
messengers of hope
January 22, 2008
Matthew 4:12-23
Mending Their Nets
They were busy, unproductive,
preparing, mending their nets
on the shore of the lake
waiting, seeking, ready.
He called to them, to step up
to leave all, to go with him
to be fishers for people,
casting different nets
for different quarry,
They left all, to follow him
leaving unmended the nets
that didn’t matter to them any longer
leaving the day to day
for an unknown future
with boldness
they would need later
January 22, 2008
Matthew 4:12-23
John 1:29-42
preparing, mending their nets
on the shore of the lake
waiting, seeking, ready.
He called to them, to step up
to leave all, to go with him
to be fishers for people,
casting different nets
for different quarry,
They left all, to follow him
leaving unmended the nets
that didn’t matter to them any longer
leaving the day to day
for an unknown future
with boldness
they would need later
January 22, 2008
Matthew 4:12-23
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Marking Time - 1
Biding their time, mending their nets,
sitting on the shore of the lake
Fishermen tending to their work,
between fishing, sitting on shore
Marking the turn of the sun, the march of time
waiting for the one, to change the world
Answering the call, immediately,
dropping the day to day, the normalcy
the work-a-day world
Following when they were called
and going another way
January 22, 2008
Matthew 4:12-23
John 1:29-42
sitting on the shore of the lake
Fishermen tending to their work,
between fishing, sitting on shore
Marking the turn of the sun, the march of time
waiting for the one, to change the world
Answering the call, immediately,
dropping the day to day, the normalcy
the work-a-day world
Following when they were called
and going another way
January 22, 2008
Matthew 4:12-23
John 1:29-42
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Fishermen - 2
To be called to be fishers of men
casting nets, casting a single line
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January 22, 2008
casting nets, casting a single line
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January 22, 2008
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Leaving John
The left him in the river
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He has Come
The one, the one foretold
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Has come!
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The savior came!
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A Voice Crying
His was the prescient voice,
crying in the wilderness, proclaiming the coming
of the Messiah, coming to baptize
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Disciples – haiku – 1
the first disciples
followers of John, Baptist
Follow Jesus now
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They Followed Him
They belonged to John
watching him in the desert, the wilderness;
But they left him
To follow the Christ,
the Messiah incarnate
Leaving all they knew
for the unknown journey ahead
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watching him in the desert, the wilderness;
But they left him
To follow the Christ,
the Messiah incarnate
Leaving all they knew
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Witness – haiku – 5
Tell the disciples
the Messiah has come nigh
wade in this water
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the Messiah has come nigh
wade in this water
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Witness – haiku – 4 – v2
Seeing the Spirit
the dove descending on him
tell the nation, world
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Seeing the Spirit
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tell all the people!
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Witness – haiku – 3
water – wilderness
cleanse, repent, sins removed
new creation; being
January 21, 2008
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Witness – haiku – 2
Stand in the river
baptize with water; witness
anointing spirit
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seeing, testify
speak in details witnessed
Proclaim anointing
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speak in details witnessed
Proclaim anointing
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witness to power
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witness to power
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Not on the Stand
His testimony, not on the stand,
no court of law.
He stood in the river,
on the riverbank
proclaiming his witness
to the anointing of the Son
by the spirit of God.
Telling all who would hear,
who would stop and listen
that He was here, among them
The anointed one walking
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ready to baptize with the Spirit
the same spirit of God
which rested upon him
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no court of law.
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to the anointing of the Son
by the spirit of God.
Telling all who would hear,
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A Witness
Excited language
a witness to history
a singular moment
the anointing of the new king
by the Holy Spirit
descending like a dove
Proclaiming with shouts,
exclaiming the sudden, good news.
The Messiah has come!
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a witness to history
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Monday, January 21, 2008
Trinity - haiku
Creator, Savior
Sustainer, Holy Spirit
watch over my life
January 21, 2008
Sustainer, Holy Spirit
watch over my life
January 21, 2008
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Sunday, January 20, 2008
The Fall – haiku
Choices bear ripe fruit
good and evil struggle within
free will legacy
January 19, 2008
good and evil struggle within
free will legacy
January 19, 2008
The Garden – haiku
made for our pleasure
with rules, wonders, delights, costs
consequences still
January 19, 2008
with rules, wonders, delights, costs
consequences still
January 19, 2008
A Mustard Seed – haiku
metaphor for faith
a depth of trust quantified
enabling action
January 19, 2008
a depth of trust quantified
enabling action
January 19, 2008
A Seed – haiku
a seed grows within
growing inside each person
to be wheat or tares
January 19, 2008
growing inside each person
to be wheat or tares
January 19, 2008
On the Cross
While yet on the cross
Christ foregave those killing him –
a model of grace
January 19, 2008
Christ foregave those killing him –
a model of grace
January 19, 2008
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