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WALKING THESE PATHS Walking these paths, Studying these trees, I see old friends I’ve not seen for years- Tulip, Poplar, Dogwood, Black Walnut. I meet acquaintances From decades past- Magnolia, Redbud, Maples galore. I meet strangers, and ask their name But they only whisper Something lost in the breeze. All this is a tad bit… Read more

Here is a poem I wrote on what was nearly the shortest day of the year. As our daylight now exceeds the dark, let’s all stretch our spirits as well as our legs, and pray for healing and shalom in the world as well as our bodies.    There are some cold dark days In… Read more

Here’s a creed by a stranger that strikes me as the exact thing we disciples should be striving for in Eastertide, which after all is ALL the time since that first Easter morning. – Pastor George       “Wage peace Conspire justice Plot goodness. Devise forgiveness. Scheme mercy Incite reconciliation. Foment inclusion Practice resurrection.”… Read more

Rejoice Always Rejoice, when they send flowers to your home And you are in the hospital Fifty miles away Rejoice, when they ask if you need anything Even though there is nothing you can have. Rejoice, when there is a tube stuck down your nose, Rejoice again, I say, rejoice! If that tube weighs a… Read more

Perspectives It will be Holy Week soon, My first one in the Bible Belt, And I imagine (perhaps too vividly) Being carried along like flotsam on a flooding river Of donkeys and palms and loud Hosannas Of crosses and tombs and wailing pilgrims, All holy for sure but too fast and too loud And too… Read more

Good Morning God   Good morning God. Today seems pretty much hopeless, But here I am. I won’t run too fast or go too far But since I know you’re here, I’m ready to go. Not eager, exactly, Not optimistic, either, But I promise one thing: Through this dense fog Of doubt and pain, I’m… Read more

A Creed Be happy when you can, And perhaps more than that. Be brave when you must, And certainly even more. Be kind, For God’s sake, be kind. But do not tolerate cruelty Nor pettiness Nor greed. Be not afraid to mourn, Nor to speak out, Nor to seek love. Be ready to laugh at… Read more

Empty Buckets Sometimes all you have is an empty bucket, which probably leaks and maybe even has a broken handle. But keep it, you’ll need it for berries.   And sometimes it is a poor year for berries, or the season wanes, or is a short one- but carry that bucket anyway it’s all you… Read more