Here, right where I live
where I work, where I toil,
where we worship,
where my wife, my girls are
with me,
where we live, here, now,
in this place where I am
planted
as if by living streams of
water.
Here, where this tree is planted
now
to grow, to bloom, to offer
shade
to scatter seeds from good
fruit
planting, watering, in their season.
May I find God here, not
some distant land,
standing beside me in my
struggles
walking with me on my
journey
holding my hand when I step
out in faith
cheering with me in my joys
in those moments when I
notice,
when I am present, when I
feel Christ’s grace
(not that God’s grace is
ever lacking).
Right here with me,
epiphany, revelation
God as close as breath, when
I am aware,
when I don’t feel the Spirit,
May I find God’s face,
Christ’s presence, here with
me now,
right here, right where I am
planted.
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edited June 28, 2014
Find God Here
edited June 28, 2014
Find Him There – v2
April 2, 2009
Find Him There
The following poem
was posted to the www.christianpoetry.org
site
on April 1, 2009,
my 49th birthday. I received the following email
from Reason A.
Poteet, “Happy Birthday, Raymond.
Your poem today, “Traveling Far" reminds me of the
message
a saintly guide had
for our group visiting in Jerusalem several years ago.
He said, you have
come so far to see the places where Jesus walked,
where He talked and
healed and cast out demons two thousand years ago.
Jesus is still
working today in your homes, in your schools,
in your
churches...go home and find Him there, relish Him,
serve Him.” The
poem above came from this.
&
(edited June 28, 2014
Traveling Far – v2
&
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Traveling Far
Unlike the shepherds,
on a nearby hillside,
watching their sheep.
Not called by a choir of
angels,
a chorus of heavenly host.
Reading the signs, as they
did in Jerusalem,
traveling far, following his
star.
By a faithfulness, greater
than the people
the chosen ones.
Bringing gifts, these gifts,
in fulfillment, the birth,
their gifts.
Believing where the select,
the chosen did not,
traveling far, with real
faith.
Following the star, the
signs,
the coming of the newborn
king.
January 2, 2009
Traveling Far
Isaiah 60:1-6
Matthew 2:1-12
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