Monthly Archives: October 2019

Evening Meditation 10-25-19

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Among the gods there is none like you, Lord;
    no deeds can compare with yours.
9 All the nations you have made
    will come and worship before you, Lord;
    they will bring glory to your name.
10 For you are great and do marvelous deeds;
    you alone are God.

11 Teach me your way, Lord,
    that I may rely on your faithfulness;
give me an undivided heart,
    that I may fear your name.
12 I will praise you, Lord my God, with all my heart;
    I will glorify your name forever.
13 For great is your love toward me;
    you have delivered me from the depths,
    from the realm of the dead. Psalm 86:8-13

When you consider God is the maker of nations how does that make you feel? What thoughts does it create inside you?

Faithful Fridays 10-25-19

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I had a funeral today. Here are the songs the family asked to be played during the service.

This one launched my remarks.

Learn more about Annie Lennox Here.

It launched me into a meditation of Hebrews chapter 12

This one I read the words too as part of my encouragement to engage in the journey of the Spirit while in this life.

Learn more about Epica Here.

They may not be “Christian songs” but they tell a tale we Christians are very familiar with.

Evening Meditation 10-24-19

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Among the gods there is none like you, Lord;
    no deeds can compare with yours.
9 All the nations you have made
    will come and worship before you, Lord;
    they will bring glory to your name.
10 For you are great and do marvelous deeds;
    you alone are God.

11 Teach me your way, Lord,
    that I may rely on your faithfulness;
give me an undivided heart,
    that I may fear your name.
12 I will praise you, Lord my God, with all my heart;
    I will glorify your name forever.
13 For great is your love toward me;
    you have delivered me from the depths,
    from the realm of the dead. Psalm 86:8-13

List for me some of the imcomparable deeds of God.

That Last Beautiful Day

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My Daddy sings over me

At Midnight,

A Lullabye

Of that last beautiful day,

To calm my quaking 

At the coming of Samhain

“When leaves

Fall like snow,

Dawdle of Autumn,

Come too late

To sip the dynamite

Of a summer day.

Daughters of Destiny

And Sons of the Way

Lip sync

The song of the Equinox

With lips lusting for

The laryngitis

Of that solstice

Where silence settles the lagging light

Laid in the lap of love.

Listen for the lyric

That links the winter’s night

With the Fire Children

Born of Light and

More than a night of passion,

But three days of sorrowful celebration

Bringing life longer

At the back than at the front

Singing, ‘Dive further in and deeper back.’

The longitude of faith

Makes the loop

Around the globe

In dulcet tones

Until all have heard

In equidistance.

So Then

That last beautiful day

Is still to come.”

Morning Direction from Scripture 10-20-19

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Among the gods there is none like you, Lord;
    no deeds can compare with yours.
9 All the nations you have made
    will come and worship before you, Lord;
    they will bring glory to your name.
10 For you are great and do marvelous deeds;
    you alone are God.

11 Teach me your way, Lord,
    that I may rely on your faithfulness;
give me an undivided heart,
    that I may fear your name.
12 I will praise you, Lord my God, with all my heart;
    I will glorify your name forever.
13 For great is your love toward me;
    you have delivered me from the depths,
    from the realm of the dead. Psalm 86:8-13

How many differences can you find between Jesus and the other “gods”?

Razors

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Glance in the mirror

Morning stubble’s reflected mask

Raccoon’s eyes moor the darkness.

 

A broken vow

makes it a day for sad songs on Youtube.

I sigh. The mirror fogs.

 

I am a lump.

So I sparkle coffee-stained teeth.

Mint and aluminum phosphate smack the smell away.

 

My razor hides for hours the stubble

Which signals sorrow.

All these signs that say I still miss you.