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Poetic Pause XII

WORDS

Well – we can all enjoy words

you can – if you can

We can all weasel-out words

Straight from the can

Some words stink – garbage

Some words are fragrant

Perfume-bottled – and nicely arranged

Dousing the road-side vagrant

He won’t appreciate the gesture

‘cause your superior dousing stinks

As far as he is concerned “don’t

Cover me with your rhyme-word links”

Words are starting to go astray here

Having introduced the negative

Get them back on the track of acceptability

And let them loose on the delicate

Words can be wholesome and pure

These words appear – from a pure heart

Appearing from hearts set-apart

Mouths speak-‘em-out in exhortation-art

Now excuse me I must go

I have more to say on words

But I haven’t the time just now

Must go and feed the birds

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Poetic Pause IX

FRIENDSHIP 

“Hope everything is ok

I’ll be on my way…”

We young ones ought to stay clean

Coffee tomorrow see what it brings

Get together again doing friendship

With all that it means

Solid ever-after friendship

Would’n you just love

To trust your fellow-man or woman?

Wouldn’t it be cool to have an abundance of

The trust commodity?

Band of brothers and all that

Band of sisters too

Genuine

Thick and thin times

Times to unwind – rest easy

Relaxed in your company

You know me – as I know you

Relationship forged through highs and lows

Just friendship – no romantic interruptions

To foggy-waters-make

Just telephones – keeping up to date

Real concern when concern is needed

Real listening ears when talk must be spoken

Helping hand when legs are football-broken

Or –

something in your eye?’ – let me have a look

Long distance calls – you’re away on a course

See you soon – look forward to our discourse

You brought me back a present from the other town

A hand-made doll of a clown

You’re trying to tell me something – I can tell…

Banter exchange like only we know

How to take it and give it too

No animosity

as again – you know me and I know you

Life long – don’t let it go wrong

The only thing in this rat race

Is to find a friend

Nothing can take it’s place…

Falling

FALLING

Unfortunately we hear of prominent and not so prominent Christians falling into sin.

We know of those on the front line, presenting themselves as leaders and wanting to please God in all things, who fall into sin. (usually sexual in nature).

Others who are depending on their leadership, are startled and disappointed and feel betrayed.

When this happens it creates the idea that in leadership, there seems to be no one to trust, no one living  according to God’s right way. There seems to be a dearth of victorious Christian Living, starting with leaders.

However we wrestle not against flesh and blood. And those in the front line are first to stand in the gun sights of the devil.

We must first therefore realise this fact, and cover them with prayer.

No one in leadership is any more ‘impenetrable’ than others. They are human and subject to the same like passions as anyone else.

Things of protocol must be put into place and the need to be covered with answerability to a plural leadership of their fellow eldership – lived out practically.

The wicked have drawn the sword

And have bent their bow,

To cast down the poor and needy,

To slay those who are of upright conduct.

We see from these verses who is in line for the ‘roaring lions’ attention – those of upright conduct. (I Peter 5/8)

Often before they fell they were men or women of upright conduct. We often forget quickly the character they have shown, and the good they have accomplished. The body of Christ (the church) killing their own wounded.

At the same time we must keep before us the standard God’s word clearly spells out. And not slide into moral laxity.

There is one paramount way to keep our hearts from the demands of the prince of the power of the air – and it is by having presence of mind to appropriate continuously what the Grace of God has provided.

Our God in calling us to forgive 70×7 per day – gives us a glimpse into the fact that He too will practice what He preaches. Plenteous in mercy and forgiveness.

He will not respond to pretenders however, who think to laughingly avail themselves of this promise of forgiveness, whilst they carry on sinning, as though it was acceptable to do so.

That’s called hypocrisy.

Grace is a revelation. It is a revelation not just for salvation – but that through the grace of God we can LIVE!

Always availing ourselves of His promises and His strength to maintain our hearts in good condition before Him.

Let’s pray for those who have fallen. And if they were in a position of leadership and injured others in their fall, let’s still allow them into fellowship with forgiving embrace – but only where we find the sincerity of humility and true repentance. Otherwise if they continue in sin, we become guilty of bidding them God’s-speed in their misdemeanours.

This calls for good discernment. The bible warns about wolves in sheep’s clothing:

“Beware of false prophets, who come to you in sheep’s clothing, but inwardly they are ravenous wolves. 16 You will know them by their fruits. Do men gather grapes from thorn bushes or figs from thistles?

We shall (we are told) know them (the sincere men and women of God) by their fruits. The actions they take, the attitude they carry, the character they show, their speech, prayer life, fairness, empathy, and so on.

Prayer:

Lord help us to stand dependant on you alone. Forgive us our trespasses as we forgive those who trespass against us.

 

Poetic Pause VIII

DREAMS

He heard animals in his doze

The clink of chains holding bulls at bay

He heard dogs barking and sheep bleating

Wolves howling and rats squeaking

And then he woke up

Stupefied stare – at what just happened

Real and unreal conclusions considered:

‘I know it’s a dream

But is this the scene –

Round about me – nearby

this Bed and Breakfast?

Where green fields greet

my parting of curtains

Give me a minute while I just check

Looking to and fro

But yes – but no…?’

No evidence yet that

reality had authored his dream

Time now to laugh at the silly thing

His wife lay – still dozing

Time to playfully wake her up

With a tickled chin

Now they were both making their way

Through the corn flakes and toast

“I had a dream about animals and

The clinking of chains” she said

He choked on the lumpy marmalade

Poetic Pause VII

VACATION

In the shack – logged-up-insulated

Warmth created by log fire

With smell of coffee hanging in the warmth

And wooden tables – wooden chairs

Wooden kingdom of-all-things-wood

The floor also on which we stood

Vacation time – time to unwind

Go fishing – trudging through nature

Early morning dew

Late afternoon return – making sleep

A new experience

Beans and burgers and bacon

And barley-made soup

And laughs at silly things

Like drinking from empty cups –

So absorbed in reading are we

And neon firelight

Flashing intermittently

Across our faces as we glance at each other

Absorbed in married-love that is cosy and guilt-free

We laugh and pretend – syrupy sentiment

When really we know it’s the real thing

And not the callous acidity of skepticism

We have left far behind

in the rat-race-pace of post modernism

Solid together – joining in deep felt love

And not only felt – but agreed on

We are people we can trust – whittled down to two

Loyal – immensely real – immense and intense

Loves emotion – that rises and falls

But in falling – falls into something

Equally good

As emotion rises and falls like the eternal sea

High-tide low-tide – is still the tide

Relationship in the shack – bedroom at the back

Taking turns about – to make the breakfast

Dishes done – part of the fun

Vacation time – time to unwind

It’s ok to enjoy being kind

Tender advances and hug-dancing

To music quiet in the background

Just loud enough to know it’s there

All stretched out in more than romance

Covenant agreement once for all

Fast forward to old age

Neither having ever left the stage

Love continues as the play is played-out

Poetic Pause VI

EXHIBITION CONVERSATION

“I just quickly wanted to say…

I enjoyed your work

Not in a position to buy – you understand…

But just love it

I like the way you handled this lower part…

And I like the way you did the mountain…

I’d love to have them all…

But anyway – 

Nice stuff

How long did that take?

How much did you leave out..?

I just love art

But I can’t make the next exhibition I’m afraid

I think artists add spice to life…

I won’t be buying one tonight

But thanks for inviting me along

I’m buying a new car next week

Otherwise I would buy one of your pieces…

I love art”

Poetic Pause V

THE MASTERPIECE

The masterpiece of you and I

Something you contributed – but with a sigh

You can’t live up to the critics hype

That’s not you – you’re not the type

The masterpiece came into sight

Proudly displayed in the early evening light

At the railings – propped up well

‘All my own work’ – it’s not hard to tell

Masterpieces – might smile or frown

Before the wind blows them down

As the public pass to have a look

They also saw me – as an open book

And to my surprise after-awhile

It suddenly became clear the artistic-style

Was more about me – than my elbow grease

The oddity I was – became the masterpiece

 

Poetic Pause IV

MADE-UP

There was no point in telling him

As his mind was already made-up

She staggered-out another suggestion

He looked back in sweet repose

And told her – her mind was already made-up

There was no point in him – telling her

The way to go

She developed her suggestion further

Failing to see it came from a mind

Already made-up

He responded as one with a different view

Having made-up his mind about what to do

Both minds were made-up

Within themselves

Not “great minds that think alike”

But two minds – gelling – out of sync

Like a misshapen sculpture

That broke new ground

Like Barbara Hepworth

and Henry Moore

What to do with minds

Already made-up?

Re-make them all over again

And it might work out

But all of this – I just made-up

Poetic Pause III

STOCK EXCHANGE

Raucous – confusing – loud voices and choosing –

Waving – losing – talking and walking

Leaving and receiving, studious refusing

Time at a premium, I’m sure we’ve all seen them

Dashing around, hearts-a-flutter, papers in stutter

Dreaming of big gain, every man the same,

Outside – looking in – I’ve always been

Never to join the fray

But from a distance I say:

“Baffled in every way…”

Not understanding what this is about

Think I’ve got it, but still in doubt

I hear of suicides, and stress-related pain

Price of everything but nothing to gain

Price of everything – value of nothing

Business bedlam, business-mad-men

Inarticulate numbness of the heart

Unconsciously falling apart

Can they find a refuge place

To lose this helter-skelter?

Can they be excused, bow out, take shelter?

Or is this fixation, is this habitual spin with

Stocks and shares – in perpetual chagrin?

And last but not least

As it appears on our screens

Will curiosity draw us into the scream?

Is the stock exchange exactly what it might seem?

Those difficult questions

THOSE DIFFICULT QUESTIONS

It is difficult to come to an exact conclusion with regard to answering certain questions concerning the fate of mankind.

Some of these questions are not to be answered in the first place. But being human and curious we find ourselves posing such questions.

For example – how many will actually inherit eternal life through Jesus Christ the Lord? No one knows the exact numbers, except The Lord Himself.

What exactly – will happen sequentially in the last days concerning all the events that will take place according to the prophetic aspect of scripture and fulfilment of history?

At what point does the long-suffering gracious and merciful aspects of God’s nature have to give way to His requirement (due to His holiness) of justice and therefore just-punishment of those engaged in antichrist activities?

What happens to those who die without ever hearing the gospel?

What exactly does God require before He will send Revival. Put a better way – what does He require before He will visit a given group of people in an (‘extraordinary’) manifest and tangible way?

We can all offer an opinion on these matters. We can even back them up with scripture. But our exactitude will be riddled with the imperfections and limitations of human flesh, and human reasoning.

I know I emphasise the need for spiritual God-given revelation often in seedsinmotiontruthnart.com.  But I can’t get away from this paramount truth. And so here we have the word ‘revealed’ turning up again: Deut. 28/29:

The secret things belong unto the Lord our God: but those things which are revealed belong unto us and to our children for ever, that we may do all the words of this law.

But this time I want to stop at the first part of the verse. The secret things belong unto the Lord our God:

The above questions can merge into this category of truth, and the answers belong to God. I’m not saying we should not ask the questions – but that it is important that God helps us approach Him for help, in His required attitude of heart. (My main point in this post).

The inadequacy we feel when faced with spiritual questions of this nature leads us to an attitude that many saints-of-old had in abundance.

Namely – a humility that led them into a deep trust of God no matter what. They were willing to accept the will of God as the will of One who of course knew better than they.

Their faith didn’t falter, at difficult questions, or events that left them perplexed.

To the outsider looking in – it seemed  nieve and  lacking in intellectual prowess. But they knew in whom they had believed. They knew the One in whom they placed (yes often unquestioningly) their trust.

But their acceptance and humility was based on the acknowledgement of who they were and who God is. God is Almighty! So we will have to leave the secret things to Him.

And that includes some of the hardest questions we can ask.

That does not mean we should not seek, ask, knock on the door of understanding. But rather that we need to come to a place of humility, and watch our attitude.

In the natural we have heard the line in movies, where the sergeant major, or indeed the disciplinarian-type father utters the words to the insubordinate: ‘Watch your mouth. Remember who you are speaking to’.

Harsh as this sounds, and although often spoken without love, yet there is a truth here. The truth being that we need to remember who is to be revered. None other than The Creator Himself.

Until we encounter Christ personally – we only have this truth second-hand. When we encounter the all-powerful, all-knowing Saviour of the world – we have no need that any man teach us.

But stopping at this point, I acknowledge that I still ask questions and will go on doing so, in the knowledge that there is only one who ultimately can supply the answers:

Amplified – Hebrews 12/2

[looking away from all that will distract us and] focusing our eyes on Jesus, who is the Author and Perfecter of faith [the first incentive for our belief and the One who brings our faith to maturity],… 

Poetic Pause II

THE MAN OF GOODWILL

The musical appreciation night has ended

Partakers leave the country cottage

Pylon lights are non-existent

Turn left – turn right – down the road

And you will find the lights of civilisation

Father and daughter leave in darkness

In the car – turning right

They forget the left-turn first

Disoriented having made the wrong choice

They drive as though on a better road

But alas – on a lesser track

Thirty miles an hour is ok for the road of left then right

But the road of right-only can’t handle this supersonic speed

Travelling on down – headlights all there is –

Turn a sudden corner veering to the left

Do not see the ramp to hedgerow

And up they go – ramp-grass leading to hedgerow

Of solid ground – the car ditches – wheels spin in the air

And it’s bottom rests on said – peak

“Daddy! Daddy!” Cries the child

“All right darlin’?” He questions back

Opening the car door as though that indicates – go

He steps out and disappears below

Another “Daddy! Daddy! – Are you alright?” –

He forgets that hedgerows have height

But no bones broken – no heart attack

He helps his daughter from the car in the pitch black

What now? – the teenager offers to go find a house

To enlist the help of others

Walking in the dark she finds a house and lights

A dog in the doorway growls it’s disapproval

The courageous child is not daunted

“Nice dog – it’s alright”

Friends of the friends who held the musical night

Are glad to help the lost-ones home

We shall leave the car ’til morning 

A contractors crane is sought to lift the car to the road

They do little things to help the contractor

And leave him a ten-pound note for lunch

Home safe and sound the car undamaged

They wait to receive the bill

But never hear from the contractor again

Obviously a Man of Good Will

 

Poetic Pause I

BULLIES

The background family and home

Brought forth a character of some kind

Many blame all – on background

Bullies come lumbering up

Ready to push the world aside

And find an unsuspecting outlet for their hurt

Whilst rasping on society and it’s parameters

Behind plain view they lie in wait

To stick their grubby hands

on the physically less secure

And so he trained his dog also

Mistreat – with subservience it’s companion

Teaching it to throw a bite

To all and sundry that crossed his path

Like master – like dog

As they touch his barbed wire

The bully mind says:

“Gimme gimme gimme…”

(To try to lift my hurt)

Hurt I will never lay bare

Wounds I will cling to

And make you all pay for

Abuse expanding to domestic violence

And into prison to bully again

The bully boys, the bully breed

Self-serving is their holy grail

But their petrol will run out

And age will wrinkle their fervour

Still they masticate all intruders

Who dare to live in the same world as they

Their fate is guaranteed unless

They find the Damascus road

All on the receiving end of their ‘bully-dom’

First stagger in unbelief

But steady themselves to agree

That life’s road lies in the opposite way

To the bully boys decree

Don’t let these hardened choosers

Take pleasure in your pain

Rise to live another day

Determined to remain

A decent person by antithesis

As open-hearted you be to embrace

Your fellow man in normality