Pastor’s Posts
Pruning
Our red bougainvillea, waterfalled scarlet blooms, The gardener’s sharpened shears, severing branches, doomed. Branches pillaged, gathered, today, it faced its gloom. And once fiery red blooms? Their lot, the trash man’s tomb. “My once great gloried blooms, now ravaged and humbled. That in which I trusted, my beauty, now tumbled. That in which I…
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A tribute to men for Father’s Day
THE HUNTER The hunter awakens, each morning in his search, Through the forest he plods, to the deer-blind, his perch. The early morning dew, water splatters his boots, Venison in his dreams, for their dinner he shoots. Many people depend on his daily pursuit, Hungry stomachs to feed, he must be resolute. The deer…
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THE SCULPTOR
THE SCULPTOR This massive, weighty thing, a giant granite rock, Cut out of mountainside, it sits as one great block. Transported far away from ice and winter snow, Cold is left behind. Now, in sculptor’s studio. Shattering hammer blows, the hard granite, pounded. Giant pieces flying, sharp slivers compounded, Rocks, pebbles pulverized, dust…
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ANXIETY’S SCORECARD
ANXIETY’S SCORECARD March 5, 2018 I seem to use a scorecard ev’ry day: “How’s it going? Are things going my way?” “Are things finally ‘coming together’?” “Are struggles getting any easier?” “Will they finally be in a good mood?” “Will she notice her crummy attitude?” “Did somebody notice what I did well?”…
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A Hell of Mercy
Sometimes, it’s extremely difficult to see what God is doing through our suffering and pain. This poem is dedicated to making that a little clearer… A HELL OF MERCY Augustine said his heart, like a haunted mansion, From which he found no rest; search for satisfaction. No escape could he find, tormented distractions, Ghosts…
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