After fashioning
A messy bun
One stray tendril
Lithely slithered down
And curled about my neck
I smiled
And left it
For I am learning
Not to be afraid
Of disorder
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There’s something about an evening stroll through a park
Bodies winding down, letting go of today’s complaint
Light receding slowly as we saunter
Glancing off our faces with a gentle glow
The sun slides behind the trees
Smearing trails of pastel pink along the dusky sky
Bidding us a goodnight in the most gracious manner
Sure to foster the sweetest of dreams
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When I’m tired, I reach for sugar to supply the zip I need
When I’m bored, a plate of nachos will suffice, a little spice
Will pick me up
When I’m depressed, you might have guessed, chocolate is the thing that frees the happys in my brain
When I’m sick with regret, well, I might as well eat the rest of it, the chocolate cake, I mean
When I’m kickin’ back, a bag or two of chips will do the trick to keep me casual and cool
And when I’m in a party mood, I need a table full of food, other partygoers optional
There’s a food for every feeling, there’s a meaning for every morsel
There’s a taste for every tension and a gulp for every grief
Since I always have my appetite to make everything in my world alright
Who needs a shrink or friends and family?
Just sit me by the fridge and I will eat my way through life
And I’ll be fat
And happy
Maybe…
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Lord,
I’ve had it with their jabs and diatribes
Their mocking and foot stomping and protesting
I fear I’ll come upon them
And feel the need to spew a few jagged pieces of my mind
If one could actually knock some sense into another
But You’re calling me to be a lover
Not a knocker
And anyway, it seems there’s no such thing as common sense
Only my sense versus theirs
Can we agree to disagree without derision?
I guess it’s up to me
I can only orchestrate my own behaviour
I lift them up to You
And ask for blessing
And a revelation of the truth
Yours
Not mine
And ask that you will fill my heart with love
And shut my mouth
In kindness
Amen
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In the startled jangle of a baby’s cry
In the halting steps of a toddler
In the dirty face of a happy boy
Emmanuel, God with us
In the keenness of the teen in the temple
In the clumsy hands caressing wood
In the siblings jostling for a mouthful
Emmanuel, God with us
They say you should never judge a man till you’ve walked a mile in his shoes
In the gnawing hunger and the nagging heat
In the fierce temptation of the day
In the snoring erupting from the rocking boat
Emmanuel, God with us
In the push and shove of the bustling crowd
In the weariness at the well
In the dusty feet and the sweaty brow
Emmanuel, God with us
In the solitude on the mountain
In the breaking of the bread
In the revelry of a wedding
In the wailing for the dead
In the wisdom imparted to the people
And the work of healing hands
In the wounds inflicted by His enemies
And the kiss of an erstwhile friend
In the fearsome tears in the garden
In the gasping thirst on the cross
In the anguish, pain, and rejection
In thinking all is lost
They say you should never judge a man
He was and is and is to come
He knit us together in our mothers’ wombs
He still laced up those stinking shoes
Emmanuel, God with us
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I’m trying to love you, but it’s hard
No, not because you’re hard to love
We’re all lovable and troublesome at once
I’m just not very good at loving
Loving you requires I put you first
And from the first, I’ve been fierce about being first
Selfish, I admit
Thinking more of you
Means I have to think less of me
And in my mind
I’m full of myself
I’d have to make room
Lots of it
Put my own desires on the shelf
Put your needs before my own
So, loving you costs me
It also benefits me
If I don’t love you
I’ll become sad and small
A big zero, as I zero in on my grandiose goals and petty problems
I’ll be shut up in my shrinking world
Alone and lonely
If I love you
If I give of myself
Wouldn’t you know it?
I grow
No, not subtract
It’s a fact
And much of the time
If I dare to love you
You love me back
I feel welcomed, warmed, and wanted
Oh, and humbled, as you meet my need
Because I then know
I can’t make it on my own
The truth is
I want
I need your love
And I need to love you
The question is
Can you love me
Knowing
I’m not very good at loving?
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Jesus
What was it like
To leave the comforts of your heavenly home
The perfect love and fellowship of Father, Son, and Spirit
To put aside the unrestrained majesty and power
To dress your purity in flesh and stench
And take on helplessness and need
Did the angel’s celebration in the skies
Cause your little eyes to flutter
Suckling at your mother’s breast
Or nestled in the snuggly strips of cloth
Securely planted in the scratchy hay
Did the grunting and the snuffling of animals keep you awake
Did your parents get a wink of sleep
Or did dear Mary hover over you
In awe and yawning
Did the shepherds rest their dirty fingers
On your sweet smelling brow
How did Mary take this
Did she smile or flinch
Did Joseph chastise them to give you space
Because they clambered in, a noisy band they were
Breathless and excited
Did the glow of that fair star, the beacon bringing wise men, graze your skin
Lighting on you as you looked on wide-eyed
At those distinguished gentlemen who turned up at your door
Did their gifts at all enthrall you
Did their veneration turn your head
When they bowed before you
Did you understand they’d traveled from afar
A journey long and hard
Just to adore you
My brain cannot contain this strange idea
That God became a man, much less a babe
And when I ponder further
The reason that you graced this place
I’m floored
At your great sacrifice
Jesus
What was it like
I wonder
And I worship
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When words don’t come
When the good ole’ brain is blank
As unsullied as fresh snow
As empty as a new, white sheet of paper
The pen may be poised
The computer up and whirring
The fingers curled o’er the keyboard
But there’s no flow, no ideas forming
No signals sent, no nerves jangling
No digits doing their duty
No thoughts to express
Just staring
And stress
And stillness
And shrugging
Ugh
I got nothin’
I got nothin’
I got nothin’
What do we do
When we want to write
And have nothing to say
We try to fix it
To force it
We prod with word prompts
We summon streams of consciousness
We type gibberish hoping
The clacking of keys will release the Kraken
Burst the dam
And flood the world with our untold genius
We fuss, we fume
We ruminate
Why is this happening to me
We cry
We whine
We binge
We may come unhinged
All because
We do not listen
To what our bodies, minds, and souls
Are trying to say
Stop
Rest
Read a book
Take a walk
Go on an adventure
Have a talk with a friend
Recharge
Live
Then
Come back
And write
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What must it be like
To live in a world
Where the very sight of you
Makes some people cringe
and want to poison you
Or tear you up by the roots
And burn you into cinders
Or leave you for dead
On the rubbish heap
Sadly
Not just the weed knows this
I’m disturbed and saddened at the recent turn of events in the United States. #stopthehate #blacklivesmatter #prayingfortheUS #peoplearepeople
Our Father
You who are light and love, purity and power
Creator and sustainer of this whirling ball of rock and soil, sloshing blue, and leafy green
Whimsical mastermind of all humankind and creatures wild and wonderful
I normally do come to you with petty problems, small concerns
I dare to pray this day for the whole world
There’s a microscopic killer on the loose
But you know this
A tiny terror that has us by the throat
To take our breath away
And we’re getting crazier than usual down here
We’re taking
When giving is what’s called for
We’re worried bout an ever-growing list
Our health
The health of family and friends
Our mortgages
Food on the table and bills stamped paid
Clean hands and butts
Yes, we’re a little nuts in this regard
It’s hard
To know what to believe
With all the cautionary and, at times, conflicting chatter we’re bombarded with
The only news in town for quite some time
And some of us do fear will lose our minds
Sequestered in our homes for endless days
Reluctantly withdrawing from the human touch we crave
To quell the spread of said uncaring, merciless bug
Oh, God, take out this miniscule thug!
You who’ve always been the champion of the vulnerable and weak
Come to our aid for some have no defense
You who healed the masses when you walked upon this earth
Do so again
Stretch out your hand and let your healing power flow
Allow the suffering among us to draw near and touch your cloak
You who give the breath of life
Exhale
We need a fresh infusion
Yes, and more
Our scientists and doctors need your wisdom to advance against this wily invasion
Our healthcare workers need your strength and shielding in the fray
We all need your assistance, your divine provision
For every day, businesses are shut and jobs are lost
Our costs are soaring
Our children need tending
Our nerves need calming
As chaos threatens to engulf us
Please give us the peace you promise
Renew our trust in you and your great love for us
And fill us with compassion for our neighbours
Help us do what must be done to see that all of us get by
In this most troubling time
In Jesus’ name I pray this,
Amen and amen
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