Sunday, September 1, 2019

asking at the end of day

















what did you see
today

and what did it
say?


And so i ask myself what these windows say to me? I decide they speak of aging and also of perception.They are old, boarded up, and what some may call “useless.” But on second look; uniquely beautiful.They remind me of something i have witnessed recently in my parents relationship. After 69 years of marriage Dad is still at home on the farm but mom is now living in a nursing home. One thing i have noticed about my parents relationship in the past year is it’s newfound sweetness. My father has become much more adept at voicing his love for mom and giving her compliments on her beauty. He has referred often to how beautiful she was to him in their youth.  And how beautiful she remains in his eyes. After all these years he is learning to communicate that fact to her in words as well as actions. It is wonderful to witness. The following quote seems to fit so well.

"Anybody can look at a pretty girl and see a pretty girl.
An artist can look at a pretty girl and see the old woman she will become.
A better artist can look at an old woman and see the pretty girl that she used to be.
But a great artist, a master, can look at an old woman, portray her exactly as she is....and force the viewer to see the pretty girl she used to be....
and more than that, he can make anyone with the sensitivity of an armadillo, or even you, see that this lovely young girl is still alive,not old and ugly at all, but simply prisoned inside her ruined body.  He can make you feel the quiet, endless tragedy that there was never a girl born who ever grew older than eighteen in her heart....no matter what the merciless hours have done to her.  ~Robert Heinlein

Dad has become a master artist.
I'm practicing and hope to be one someday too.

Thursday, July 18, 2019

at evening time

















when they came

the words were less
than a whisper
lighter than
mist

“oh child
of mine,

it is time

to
rest”




“God speaks in the silence of the heart. Listening is the beginning of prayer.”  Mother Theresa

Tuesday, May 28, 2019

among the lily pads


they are there
among the lily pads

in the variation
the variegation
of lines

the subtlety 
of color

pristine proofs
of everything

every
little
thing

finely
and faithfully
fitting

together


"He is before all things. And in Him all things hold together." Col. 1:17

“This passage can be applied to the structure of the atom. The nucleus of every atom is held together by what physicists call "weak" and "strong" forces…..

There is thus an active force imposed on the universe, which actively holds the very atoms of the material world together moment by moment, day by day, century by century.” 
                                     Physics and the Bible, Lamber Dolphin



Sunday, April 21, 2019

home place























there’s a stream
that flows
by the side of the road

where the grass
is the greenest green

choke cherries bloom
white 

and the morning dove

the dove of
mourning

coos softly


I've been spending a lot of time at the home place lately. Though it’s a beautiful spring there, it’s the season of winter in my parents lives. Change is in the offing. And with that,  in a few days we will be celebrating the marriage of our youngest son. Joy and sorrow mingled. What could convey that paradox more than the presence of Good Friday and Easter Sunday back to back in the pages of history? 

Happy Easter friends. In the end, JOY wins out. 


“Behold, I am making ALL Things new!”  Revelation 21:5

Saturday, March 30, 2019

late march


































truth be known
i enjoy
winter

but this one
has been extremely 
long

and i too
am ready 
for birdsong 
and blossoms

a tiresome virus
has kept me in
even on nicer days

but at last 
i am feeling good again
and ready to embark
on a leisurely walk

so it’s off to the park

getting out of the car
i glance up 
to the tops
of yet bare trees

in their nakedness
they charm me

offering a beauty
never seen

when  summer’s leaves 
are lush

and green


Look up my friends. See the silhouettes of branches bare…..while there is still time. :)

"Never say there is nothing beautiful in the world anymore.There is always something to make you wonder…..in the shape of a tree or the trembling of a leaf."  Albert Schweitzer




Thursday, February 28, 2019

february light






































it’s hazy today
and i lazily stroll
down the path

somewhat subdued

by the tilt of the earth
at this season

the mood of the trees
and their reason
of nakedness

does not winter
diminish us all

does she not 
lay us bare 
too?


Prayer….
Thank you Lord that when we are diminished, we are most in need of your grace.
And that even in february there is light.


Writing this post reminded me of a great old hymn: He Giveth More Grace….I especially like the 2nd stanza:

When we have exhausted our store of endurance,
When our strength has failed ere the day is half done;
When we reach the end of our hoarded resources,
Our Father's full giving is only begun.

James 4:6
He gives more grace. Therefore the Scripture says, "God opposes the proud but gives grace to the humble."


Thursday, January 17, 2019

bearing gifts (the snow)

















in the stillness of snow
we can let go
of so many things

in the whiteness of snow
we are given to know
grace

"How many lessons of faith and beauty should we lose, if there were no winter in our year."
                                      Thomas Wentworth Higginson, 1861