Monday, July 06, 2015

A Day







A Day


A day.......a new day.......
Risen upon us from the depths of eternity;
Girt, all around with wonder, and surprise:
A new day,
Emerging from the womb of darkness,
Into the light of our lives.......
It is a new creation of light and life,
Brought into being by the hand of God:
It is, in itself, one entire perfect sphere
Of space and time.......
Unique.......filled, and emptied of the sun.......
Yet, every past generation is represented within it,
It is, as in every day, the flowering of all history;
Richer, therefore,
Than all other days that have preceded it:
And into this new day, we too have been recreated,
Into new life, new opportunities, and new powers:
Called into this utmost promontory of now,
This moving center of all converging life;
It is for this day that we have been endowed,
It is for this day that we have been
Pressed, created, and surrounded.......
The sum of our entire being is concentrated here;
And today is all the time we absolutely have.

Monday, June 08, 2015

Man Has Lost GOD

The average person in the world today, without faith and without God and without hope, is engaged in a desperate personal search and struggle throughout his lifetime. He does not really know what he is doing here. He does not know where he is going. The sad commentary is that everything he is doing is being done on borrowed time, borrowed money and borrowed strength—and he already knows that in the end he will surely die! It boils down to the bewildered confession of many humans that they have lost God somewhere along the way. Man, made more like God than any other creature, has become less like God than any other creature. Created to reflect the glory of God, he has retreated sullenly into his cave—reflecting only his own sinfulness. Certainly it is a tragedy above all tragedies in this world that love has gone from man's heart. Beyond that, light has gone from his mind. Having lost God, he blindly stumbled on through this dark world to find only a grave at the end! A.W.Tozer

Saturday, May 23, 2015

An Utter Fascination












By light, I see,
In words, I hear,
And with touch, I feel;
Yet through my lips,
I can give no expression
Of my experience
Within the Holy:
Only an unmistakable knowing;
And a communion of transcendence,
Consisting, simultaneously,
Of fear and trembling;
Within an utter fascination.




Monday, May 04, 2015

Pain

Where is this reality?    
All that I see fades away,    
All that I touch withers;    
Yet the pain,
The pain remains,    
The pain is real:     
It comprehends
The counsels of eternity,
And the transactions of time;
It brings a unity
To the changing patterns
That surround us;
I hear the promise,
Yet I bear the performance:
One is favor,
The other is act;
And all in between is pain:
It is an exacting harmony.

Wednesday, April 15, 2015

The Wheel






The wheel sleeps
On its own swiftness:
No pause of action,
No rush of
Renewed consciousness;
Only a thought:
Of a pleasure.......
Or a satisfaction.......
Or a strength;
To whom I turn,
When action pauses:
When life becomes,
For a moment, still.

Saturday, March 28, 2015

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Sunday, March 01, 2015

3/1






Poetry,
Clings about
The native soil
Of my heart:
Like trailing vines,
Wrapped
In life's embrace,
Enriching the land
Through every scent
And color,
Till all of life
Lies before me,
Luscious, and fragrant
As the first flush
Of the young crocus,
Slipping through the snow.