It is the Lord

Another night stretched long trying,   trying,      trying– until finally morning drifted in– cool and bleak– as empty as their nets in the water.  … Another command to cast again to fatigue,   hunger,     failure– words that echoed fantasy–  trite and senseless– to experienced fishermen.  … But, once more, they let their nets down   down     down […]

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Nails

Smash blows. Snaps of breaking waves. Sharp. Short. Blood sport: BLEED . . . See this! Willing hands? Stretched out– NO demands? Gives death. Claims life for these men ? – – – Photo by engin akyurt on Unsplash

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Gethsemanean Dirt

Whatever it had once been, it was now merely dirt— one small sampling of decayed life, groaning after glory— and not the marble men require for the tread of kings. It lay where it fell, gave its last strength to the olive, took the weight and kicks of common feet. And when the Lord came— […]

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It Could Have Been Sold

Ruined alabaster and a year’s worth of labor dripping off Jesus‘ feet— wasted— and all while people starve to death! So the loveless look on love and see but fault. But Love knows love— hears the echos of Himself in shattering stone, feels His own heartbeat in oil running down: it is a gift, and […]

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If a Grain of Wheat Dies…

This time short time ago these limp wheat fields were  lying in cold wind showers and dearth. Where they died silking in with other grains leaving dirt. That grew tall grass, and fed from past the grains around. Not one, not twelve, but unnumbered—fruits of life whirled by angry winds to earth to feed a […]

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A Great While

While all the world’s asleep and darkness cloaks in decency Jacob’s calculated sins, and all the jibbering noisiness of Pharisees and unbelief lay still…as calculated death He sits, in mumbled breath catching at the faintest day the sliver-life before the strife and with “Amen” He rises.

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In beginning

– God before the world was crafted, uncreated holy light, co-eternal with the Father, God in essence, radiant might. – Nothing sundering from His glory, pure, distinct, and glorious He, with the Father and the Spirit perfect, holy trinity. – All the earth lies sprawled before Him all that is by Him conferred naught existing […]

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A Sunday Prayer

Today You burst the bonds of earth and flew to heights of risen joy, taking captive, captive host giving gifts and life long lost – My feet, set squarely on the earth, are disinclined to leap with joy. Your captive mercy feels coerced I (oh so faintly!) feel my dearth. – The truth I know, […]

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Prayer for Gilboa

The dew lies glassy on the grass like tears. The early mourning sun has touched the sky. And far above, that promontory high, Gilboa, rises from the misty years. The shrike of arms, the shattering of spears— seem memories the wind bears in its sigh, The place for kings and warriors to die groans wearying […]

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