Faith and Miracles

I prayed to God a while back
and said “I need a sign
some miracle that proves to me
that you’re indeed divine

Some wondrous work is all I want
It’s all I need to know
some thing that science can’t explain
will help my faith to grow”

I saw no miracles that day
no signs from Father God
and so I said “I must conclude
that He must be a fraud

But then I prayed more recently
“Lord help my faith to grow
so even when there is no sign

That even then I’ll know you’re God
and since that day I’ve found
that when I look with eyes of faith
God’s miracles abound!

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I don’t understand war

Written to commemorate the 100th anniversary of The Armistice:

I don’t understand war
I’ve never pointed a rifle at an enemy
Nor faced the barrel of an enemy’s gun
I’ve never felt the impact
of a nearby bomb explosion

I don’t understand war
I’ve never been forced to scramble
For a mask to save myself
From mustard gas
I’ve never felt shrapnel
Bite through my skin
From a hand grenade

I don’t understand war
I’ve never fought hand to hand
Knowing that the victor would live
But the loser would not
I don’t understand war

I don’t understand war
Because there are men and women
Who have faced bullets and bombs
Hands grenades and knives
Gas attacks and more

To those men and women who understood war
So that I don’t have to
Thank you that
I don’t understand war.

Clean

I thank you Lord that I am clean
and that my clothes are white
That I don’t walk in places dark
but only in the light

God sent his Son into this world
a stinking stable stall
was where the Saviour of the earth
came here to start it all

I thank you Lord that I am clean
and that my clothes are white
That I don’t walk in places dark
but only in the light

With fishermen he spent much time
and when the catch was done
he helped to clean those stinking fish
this man who was God’s Son

I thank you Lord that I am clean
and that my clothes are white
That I don’t walk in places dark
but only in the light

And near his final days on earth
they crucified the Lord
with whips and nails they bloodied him
then pierced Him with a sword

I thank you Lord that I am clean
and that my clothes are white
That I don’t walk in places dark
but only in the light

The Saviour came and said to me
“my son I love you so”
and then he tried embracing me
Appalled I shouted “NO!”

“My Lord, I’m clean! My clothes are white
Your garments are a mess
if you would touch me in your state
I couldn’t stand the stress!”

“My child, hear me when I say
don’t be too pure for me
for only washed in my red blood
can you be truly clean

I thank you Lord that now I see
I’m neither clean nor white
You came to save me from my dark
I fin’ly see Your Light

~~ 

Today in church, our pastor spoke about some of the things that that can quench the fire of our relationship with God. The first thing he spoke of was pride. The poem above was inspired by what he said.

Song of Fire – Part XV

And here, at last is the final segment of my Fire Sonnet Cycle (including a few breaks of far too long duration, I finished this cycle in just under 3 years).   If you wish to read the complete cycle from start to finish, click on the “Elements” tab above, and then select “Fire” (The “Water” cycle is also complete if you wish to read both of my completed cycles.  I hope to eventually add cycles for Earth and Air as well)

Without further ado…here is Part XV:

When it’s dark, and there’s a chill to the air,
come gather by the dancing, flick’ring light.
With friends around, and a stump for a chair
let the flames drive away the cold of night.

As the embers fade and then glow anew
we find ourselves in a delightful spell.
While those around speak a story or two,
even the flames seem to have tales to tell!

After a time, the fire starts to die
around the circle a silence descends.
One by one we bid each other goodbye,
we’re richer for the time we’ve spent with friends.

Somehow, now, the night seems less dark, less cold
After spending time by the flames of gold

Song of Fire -Part XIV

After spending time by the flames of gold
we are keenly aware: there is a surge
of sadness that comes from parting. We’ve told
our tales and sung our songs, and though the urge

to remain might be strong, the time has come
to say goodbye and take our leave. Around
the circle, hugs are shared, and there are some
tears in almost every eye. A profound

silence now inhabits the space where song
and laughter were so recently heard. Go
now in peace. Although it might seem a long
time before we’ll see our friends again, know:

Soon we’ll meet again by the fire’s flare
When it’s dark and there’s a chill to the air

Song of Fire -Part XIII

Somehow, now, the night seems less dark, less cold
despite the fact that with water and sand
the fire has been extinguished. The old
ritual of meeting by the blaze and

telling tales may have ended for the night,
but the warmth of friendship still lingers. Moon
and stars are hidden by cloud, and yet bright
memories seem enough to see by. Soon

our paths will deviate and lead us all
away from the flames and away from each
other. And though some will heed the soft call
to leave for good and step beyond our reach:

It’s easier to let the night enfold
After spending time by the flames of gold.

Song of Fire – Part XII

It’s been a long time since my last installment of my Fire Cycle. If you click on the “Elements” tab above and select “Fire”, you can read the rest of the work thus far.

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We’re richer for the time we’ve spent with friends.
Indeed, the true value of life is less
about monetary wealth, and depends
more on what we invest in friendship. Bless

a friend and see if blessings don’t come your
way tenfold. Give freely without wanting
a return and you’ll find that you gain more
than you could ever want. The more you bring

the more you’ll attain – and when those days
of trouble come you’ll find the darkness lift,
for friends will be there to help you in ways
that will prove: friendship is a wondrous gift.

With laughter, songs, and a few stories told
Somehow now, the night seems less dark, less cold