Category Archives: TRUTH

New Blog



Hesitantly I invite you to visit my new blog.
I say hesitantly for purely technical reasons. Because of the technical knowledge de-motivation mode that I’m usually in (ie knowledge as a result of necessity, rather than ‘Yippee! lets set up a blog’ – standpoint, if you get my gist?).

I haven’t worked out the technical side, in other words.

As in e.g. where did the ‘Page’ I just set up go to!?

I’m pretty sure there are a myriad of things I am not doing to ‘spread’ either of my two blogs to a wider audience – but I try to engage in life outside of blogging, so I’m afraid I’m relaxed over who (i.e. numbers) reads ‘seeds…’ or this new blog.

Anyway –
Posts are appearing, and that’s the main thing.

The Blog is named: ‘The Bible Returns’, and the other Christian name that my parents gave me (which I’m not too keen on) refers to yours truly (Ken) as Douglas.

Those at all familiar among the 3 hundred and something (I haven’t looked at statistics for months) – followers – will know I speak of ‘different hats’ that I wear. My Preacher hat is
donned almost exclusively now at ‘The Bible Returns’.

The Blog is primarily Bible Teaching for Christians but not exclusively.
So feel free to have a look.

Have a good day – have a day of Revelation.




Time is moving on
Time never changes
or stands still
standing still –
it still – marks time
to it’s own beat

It is always active
dwindling by
(time is running out)
or accompanied by
(man’s active speed)

‘Time is moving on’
is the only statement to make
Mixed with other such statements:
‘Time and tide…’ etc.

There is no time travel –
only travelling in time

Mankind travelling
forward through time

Time to stop? – sorry no-can-do
Time doesn’t know the word stop
There’s no stopping of time
While in time we dwell

Now the time-beat changes
And the man slows down
He reflects on his passing life

Once young – now old
Yesterday’s enthusiasm for
this material space and place
Fades to just a few…

A few possessions
That are given ‘thought time’

“Seen it all – done it most”
I’ve heard the lyric say
Enough to convey
Nothing new under the sun

In light of this –
Settling down into peace
Is what the Creator gives
If you find the
hidden mystery in His life

Beginning your journey
At the wood upon the hill
Where took place –
Time standing still

Strength for the day

Strength for the day

When you begin the journey of your day
Do you stop to think in any way?
“Pause for thought” as they say
Prayer is free – no need to pay
Before you face the crowd’s sway
Let your yea be yea and your nay be nay
You will be challenged in the fray
Misunderstood on life’s speedway
But ask for God’s strength – that’s okay
Jesus won’t let you down Sunday to Saturday




Sarcasm – ‘the lowest form of wit…’
Was all he had going for him
As he dished out liberally doses of
this kind of medicine

As though it was a cure-all for
his fellow compatriot’s shortcomings

Until one day he met Sarcasm
face to face
The Smackdown World Champion
of a very sarcastic man
Caustic – very Sar-caustic

One session in the ring with
– and he was cured
of his own sarcastic ways





He walked – head down
Staring at the ground

Watching the grasses below his feet
bending backwards and then
springing back to life
as he looked back at his trodden path

He moved on through the undergrowth
Expecting to reach his destination at
any moment
He had not been that way before

Then he awoke and had his breakfast
It had been a dream – or so it did seem

He had not been that way before
Then he awoke and had his breakfast
After the dream about awaking and having his breakfast

It had been a dream about having a dream
– or so it did seem…



The rain constantly dripped
from the gutter
before my very eyes

Staring – daydreaming as
I watched from the window
Watching watching watching
No record of my thoughts
The sun came out
The rain ceased

Could I keep this up?
Could I sit until the sun
had done it’s work?

Until that drip no longer dripped
And that globule – breathed it’s last

Until that oval pip of water
And it’s crystal clear invention
stopped completely

And the gutter called leak
Could no longer find a drink

Could I wait that long?

No sooner said than done
It stopped somewhere mid-thought

No time like the present!
Strong stuff this sun.


‘Jenga’ eating

Deftly reaching for the next piece
You know this game – one wrong move etc.
And all will tumble
Block after block removed
It’s about to crumble – yet no – hang on
It hasn’t, I live to fight another… go
We interrupt this broadcast poem-ism
To take you somewhere else,
No longer in ‘metaphor’
Do you think you can handle it?
Here goes –
Deftly reaching for the next piece
I quickly throw caution to the wind
Straight into the mouth goes the carrot cake
No turning back, no looking back
Even longingly for another piece
No other piece was had
Disaster and Triumph went hand in hand
“That’s the way to do it!”
I remember Punch or Judy say
Failure followed by success



Job well done – will do


Nobody’s that great
That they keep rushing back for more
More of your song – your voice – your genius
Your up in the clouds of praise
Then down in the ditch of despair
Genuine praise is always only a percentage
Take large numbers and subtract
Conclude that the small – very few
Will stick with you
For you are the grand old Duke of York
When you are up in their estimation
You are up
When you are down you are down
Best not to rise dependant on their degree
Best to rise in what you be
As you satisfy your jury of one
And hear your own – well done.