sickness stops some

Oh Lord, please make a way for good things to

be poured on lady, daughter, and her son.

And keep on giving your lambs ways to do

your love and friendship which are very "fun"!

Arc-angel

ol' chap

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God help your boy to keep in step with you,

and with his lady there, and others too

within the body of the Christ of God.

We're very glad that you with us have trod!

And we would tread with him, and follow close,

not just commands but  hopes that you disclose.

Your dreams, and what you're building where you are,

Lord Jesus, head, and our bright morning star!

(Which might be our old sun, itself a source).

And we reflect, as moons to earth, of course,

the light we get ourselves reflected from

the sunshine of your love and peace. That bomb

of nu-cle-ar proportions that would pow'r

these tiny little lives from hour to hour

and make our hearts to sing, at times so strong

that lives of yours might grow deep, if not long.

And we are yours; and you are ours; you said..

our god, our source of light, and life. You shed

your love & truth to ev'ryone who’ll bow

to enter grief as you have, thus somehow

it’s only those who love the truth or would 

be made so that they'll truly love what’s good

and not be sidetracked by strange shiny things

but keep our hearts and minds focussed, and sing

so that your harmonizing might chime in, 

and bring dimensions deeper. Fam’ly’s win

and reach and fill our longings deeper than

those who just twist and misuse what they can.

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Happy Earth Day!

(2026/10/30 - Katrina)

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Katrina - fruiting body, our family. 

She hears and speaks and reads & also plays.

She cleans and makes the meals, and brings beauty

out all around. She’ll wash and put away

sometimes, and often helps folk in the town.

She talks to people passing on the street,

and thinks of neighbours over, up, and down.

She tries not to ignore, will often greet.

And God, may she know your great open heart,

who does the same towards her all the time.

Who’ll listen, look, and help her make a start

& then accomplish some things quite sublime.

Her husband is delighted with her care

her loveliness, her giving of her best.

He loves to gaze upon her luscious hair,

rose-gold, and all her body makes him blest.

He truly is right glad, as they would grow

together learning love, so immature.

And maybe God, you set this up to show

us ways and means of learning to endure

with joy and gladness, not just duty’s stern

& true denial of the self’s strong claim

to independence. Gladly we would learn

to live a life of love, not just in name!

By constant acts, and tones,  words with respect,

to honour all the best that comes about.

Seek honour, glory. God will not neglect

to grant the life that grows. No need to shout. 

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life from above

(is KHESED love)

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And God said "Let the waters above and below separate... and it was so.... and it was good." So God made space for his children to live, to work with purpose, to learn to speak and match their word to reality, and thence reality to their word, as they learn to grieve creatively, and trust the love which never ends 

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God, thanks for life and whirling wheels that spin, 

to serve the force of love, and bring a grin

of knowing welcome that makes room for folk, 

within a world where life's from love bespoke..

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A man & his lady..

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May God Bless you two too, to live in love,

to listen well and speak the truth to build

up those around, to woo, not just to shove,

this motivation comes as people filled,..

..empowered by the spirit of YaHWeH,

(the one who is , and who is source of all

the Universe both heavens and Earth -  hey!

And in that way, no size can be too small.

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missed a walker?

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(version c) .. “That evening they heard the Lord God walking in the garden, and they hid from him among the trees.” (Genesis 3:8) 

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The good that Jesus Christ called “God”

through hell & through high water,

is walking, and has always trod

w’ his people, they’re his daughter.

It’s like there are two kinds of folk

who live throughout the Earth

-  and I don’t mean the “sheila” / “bloke”

dichotomy, for what it’s worth –

I mean one kind who’re “open up”

to all that they were made for:

it doesn’t matter: tiny bub,

or hundred in the shade, for

they’re like God’s kids, his child-er-en,

his own daughter or son,

so whether new-born, two, or ten,

he loves them (and he’ll discipline)

-not in that harsh, embittered way-

but still enough to learn

the worth of all they do or say;

they learn respect, and they won’t “turn-

-on ya”, and then just be diff’rent,

they get God’s character!

They’re “open up” to love and when’t

brings pain, they still can barrack ta -

ta see it win. They’ve confidence

and know the mys-stir-y

of love that is it’s one defence,

won’t throw it out for what’s just seen!

These folk - come all shapes and sizes,

cultures - all seem diff’rent,

but the thing that each one prizes:

’s what eternity’s culture’s meant!

It means all pow’rs and glories are

sourced in this God, yet spread “on loan”.

Instead of they themselves ‘THE STARS’,

they want God’s light of LOVE more shown!

The others - have already died,

some grieving has been done;

but plans of God are now being tried

to raise them up, each one.

And meanwhile, God’s still brooding, weaving, 

walking through his world.

The “Looks” have often been deceiving,

half (his grieving) ’s not been told!

As Jesus said, his secret plan

’s to hide within the weak,

the smallest, slowest, of human-

-ity holds eyes through which he’d peak.

We’re used to looking up t’impress

not down to beneath us;

so he who’s real, to real-ly bless

would use this ruse to bequeath us

his blessed image growing up

within our hearts & minds

and beings, that by showing up

will rule his world in way divine.

I want to give more air-play to

the stories of these ones

who let God look on this world through

his daughters’ eyes (and sons’).

I want to walk just as he walks

I want to see as he,

to listen as he does (and talks),

his story, let get told in me!

And to this goal I know I’ll slow

-ly keep on moving too;

a walker only, but I’ll go

on day-by-day walking with you.

Not only with self-discipline,

but too with your true coaching,

one day, I’ll be the kind of man

who handles man’s reproaching,

or human praise, yet won't become

self-focussed overlooking you,

and your care, in that christened ONE,

who walked the dusty streets then too.

Please now again, as long ago,

come walking in some skin

and bones, and let me see, please show

your world to me through eyes within.

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Through y our country ...

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. Listening to people in our country

. Recording and passing on others' stories

. Forming short-term community

. Focussing on Jesus by listening to a First Century Rendition of the gospel (Matthew, Mark, Luke, John, The Acts of Holy Spirit of God teamed up with a new body of Christ - on Earth as in Heaven) together,  and learning together to tell it.

. Modeling an alternative way of life that is based on the mission of Jesus, which was a mission of action, and interaction, healing, wholeness,  truth-telling by images, & story-telling, and putting himself into the public mix via fraternizing with the common folk.

. Placing the soles of our feet (or sandles/shoes) on this land as the meek who will (according to Jesus, in the end) inherit the land.

. Walking with the Creator God in the land he has given us to be "shomers" (Hebrew word for "custodians" or "stewards") of.

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I am called Paul Walker (not so much ‘the fast and furious’, as “the slow and curious”), and at school I am also called “Mr. Walker” (which sounds like “missed a walker”) and I don't want anymore to be one of the walkers who was missed, because he ran to hide (see the Genesis 3 quote at the top). For more discussions on Why walk? And to get a feel for some of its impacts on me… See Micah 6:8 &  these blog posts from 2nd, 3rd Dec… 2021; 19th, 20th, 22nd, 24th (A, B,), 25th Mar 2022, and (the right margin of the desktop-view of) my walking blog: the kick-start walk finished towards the end of 2025.. yvalker.blogspot.com 

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Join me for stage 2 - 

which might be “share in the walk of life nearby, & several weekend walks around Orange in 2027”. 

If interested- comment below 

or send a text to let me know. 

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Sing with me!*

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(And) I will sing of the glory of the Lord come down, 

I will sing (I will sing)

oh I will sing! (oh I will sing!)..

I will sing of the glory of the Lord come down, 

I will sing (of the glory of the Lord!)...

With my mouth will I make known

your faithfulness (your faithfulness)

With my mouth will I make known

your faithfulness (to all generations).

I will sing when at sunrise all your colours abound

I will sing (I will sing!)...

oh I will sing!...(oh I will sing!)...

I will sing while the colours and the shades profound-

ly, show out (the glory of this God!)...

With my mouth will I make known

your faithfulness (your faithfulness)

With my mouth will I make known

your faithfulness (to all generations).

I will sing in the night-time when the sun’s not seen

I will sing (I will sing!)...

oh I will sing!...(oh I will sing!)...

relating what goes out beyond this earth, I mean

I will sing (of the glory of the Lord!)...

With my mouth will I make known

your faithfulness (your faithfulness)

With my mouth will I make known

your faithfulness (to all generations).

I will sing of the wonder of the Christ of God, 

I will sing (I will sing!)...

oh I will sing!...(oh I will sing!)...

I will herald the story of how he has trod

on this Earth (as the glory of the Lord!)...

With my mouth will I make known

your faithfulness ( your faithfulness)

With my mouth will I make known

your faithfulness (to all generations).

I will sing of the glory of the Lord around, 

I will sing (I will sing)

oh I will sing! (oh I will sing!)...

His body is in heaven, yet on Earth unbound..

for his spirit (brings the glory of our Lord!)...

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Footnote

!* - a mix of collected traditions, based originally on the song "I Will Sing of the Mercies of the Lord Forever", composed by James H. Fillmore, based on Psalm 89:1. It looks like it had been  adjusted in Christian youth camps etc (as the Psalms enjoin us to “sing a new song to the Lord”) and the words “Mercies of the Lord forever” exchanged to “glory of the Lord come down”. Not knowing this, the two were stored in different parts of my memory, and this morning (after I sang it, while looking for words) I put them together, kept the chorus/bridge of the psalm, and added the other verses that grew out of the concept of God’s Glory being modelled or analogized by the sun, and God’s glory being exemplified in his Son (His anointed, Christened "Leader of Humanity") and God’s children now being encouraged to be filled with his spirit, the same spirit which filled his Son and has now been gifted to all his children to continue his display of his glory on Earth, as a real rendition of “the body of Christ”, on Earth, as in Heaven.

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Surprise … at SunRise!

(not “EarthTurn”)

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The facts, as just phenomena*, can say

a lot, so we can honestly join in,

as part of the phenomena, that way 

the least can still participate .. and win…

A father’s plan for kids around the world

to call them on, and out, and to his arms,

that’s built on keeping his own word, unfurled 

with hopes of true allegiance, not by “charms”

that make his kids be good - he wants their love - 

(true sharing as they grow up, and learn trust).

And if they’ll trust creative love above

all others, they will grow up, as they must.

They’ve been designed as hemispheres of brain

are made to work together, though right’s “boss”

and has the veto powers -if things came

to that. Without the mind of God, we're lost.

To keep our word goes with the gift of speech,

which we can tie together with what’s real;

That’s what will grow us up, as group, & each,

to be a new humanity. No steal-

ing, but a gladsome sharing of what’s ours

to help another out, in theory/ fact.

So myth comes into being through these powers

of KHESED love that’s lived out in each act.

This is the work of artists who will see

creative options, not more  rules explained.

And each of us is artist, yes, we be

a tiny “baby god”, not just in name!

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Surprise … at SunRise! 

(not “EarthTurn”)

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The facts, as just phenomena*, can say

a lot, so we can honestly join in,

as part of the phenomena, that way 

the least can still participate .. and win…

A father’s plan for kids around the world

to call them on, and out, and to his arms,

that’s built on keeping his own word, unfurled 

with hopes of true allegiance, not by “charms”

that make his kids be good - he wants their love - 

(true sharing as they grow up, and learn trust).

And if they’ll trust creative love above

all others, they will grow up, as they must.

They’ve been designed as hemispheres of brain

are made to work together, though right’s “boss”

and has the veto powers -if things came

to that. Without the mind of God, we're lost.

To keep our word goes with the gift of speech,

which we can tie together with what’s real;

That’s what will grow us up, as group, & each,

to be a new humanity. No steal-

ing, but a gladsome sharing of what’s ours

to help another out, in theory/ fact.

So myth comes into being through these powers

of KHESED love that’s lived out in each act.

This is the work of artists who will see

creative options, not more  rules explained.

And each of us is artist, yes, we be

a tiny “baby god”, not just in name!

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Footnotes

a* - instead of deconstructing every occurrence, in the light of scientific materialism, to only consider the questions posed by scientific materialism: “How is it made?” and “How does it work?”; to let our selves be affected by the lived experience of each occurrence as a phenomena (that will be interpreted through something like the ancient world-view questions: “What does it mean?” & “What spiritual truth does it embody?”. So we still refer to the degree of turning of the Earth from the point where sunlight is not experienced, to the point where the sun is wholly above the horizon, with the phenomenal description of “Sunrise”,  not a more ‘correct’ “Solar-disclosure-Earth-turn” which is correctly interpreting and referring to the event through the lens of knowledge gained through scientific materialism.

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Seeing through to…

what love perceives…

An hour with a kaleidoscope of Phenomenal facts!

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Waking to a new day’s bird song,

gently chorused by that throng.

Now alerted  to the light show,

on at curtain-pull below.

Both at curtain-close (and open)

lovely lights erupt as then

curtain streams across the sky and

minds are focussed, or expand.

Neither covers up all light, some

still gets through from where it comes.

Shining gold the lead edge winks

tinging reds, or purples, pinks -

with the curtain-pull quite sparkly

strewing colours round quite stark-ly..

Purples, blue greys, greens appear here, 

trees with flowers - yellow, white…

Dark green, light green, saplings, bushes,

orange/ red bricks I descry.

Curtain light-blue at the edges 

lets the sun (& moon) shine through 

Darker-blue, at times, in centre.

Yet the stars still scurry to

appointments… (though now  hidden),

as we too also may do

on earth the same, through colours given

to birds, bees, and humans too.

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..

Hold on,

dig down deep (and  out wide, & back) …

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Oh now, to hold and learn and not impeach

some lesson of the day that is now gone.

First: action is the goal, not  thought or speech;

yet speech-act might ignite the light that’s shone*.

And as I tried to act this early morn

I found I'd missed my scheduled dates and plans

and God helped me to straighten up my form

as Trina asked me "When?” and "Where?” exams.

And then Ignatius (Antiochian),

about 130CE I recall,

from Ken who sat beside me, as the man

who was a rector, who’d now  met this Paul.

Then speaking of that book* that offered more

of ancient world-views, but could not speak to

the hemisphere that’s left in me. I’m raw -

delight, frustration, both come somehow through

its pages, yet it draws me on, I think

it’s been used now to open “symbol” up

to me. Most ancient world views saw the link

in language of creation which erupts..

but this at first was just opaque to me, 

as hose-shoe puzzle* seemed at first to be,

but as dimensions are made use of, we

learn fresh ways we can do, what we can't see

at first, but paths can open, if we act.

And later on tonight, with “signature” -

I saw two ways to understand a fact.

Oh God you teach me, though I’m immature!

Halleluyah!

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Footnotes

ne* - E.g. “God said: ‘Let there be light!’ … & there was light… & God saw that it was … good.” Plus another 6 times “God said: ‘Let…!’; & it was so. …  & God saw that it was … good.” (Gen 1)

k* - The Language of Creation, by Matthieu Pageau, 2018.

le* - A puzzle owned by relatives, which I learned to do today, which works to allow you to get a ring off a contraption where it is stuck in the middle - by treating it as a 3-D puzzle instead of just working with it as a 2 D one. When only viewed as a 2D puzzle it presents itself as an enigma, an impossibility.

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re: Pete

Vol U me; 

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Well, Pete has lived on Earth now quite a few..

..years lived on Earth, but taking heavens’ clue

a quest/ adventure here, in  many ways.

The basic quota*’s come. It’s on display

somehow within his life, in fam’ly style -

so teamed with Penny, nesting all the while

for kids and gran’ kids who come in, go out

along with other relatives, no doubt,

but friends and neighbours get a leg in too,

a hospitality that will not do 

half hearted jobs, but tries to fill the cup

to overflowing, because there’s an “up”

and “down” to life, but not to khesed* love -

this earth is made to be, a living, move-

-ving model of this life that’s from above,

a kind of salt, or light that will improve 

or clarify, exemplify the aim.

That kind of kindness doesn’t deal in shame,

though it’s aware, and let's shame burn out dross

a temp’ry state to move through, like a cross.

It looks to me that he, that’s Pete, would see

(like Father, so like son) that all would be

the kind of place that God sees “very good!”

a nest that is a launching pad, as could

their nest be coz their bodies even are

a nest or home for life that’s in each star,

as that soft-cooing bird of hope & new-

creation, which from opened  heavens flew.

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Footnotes

a* - the old “three score years and ten” - beyond which there is often difficulty (not to say that there was none beforehand, as Yeshua said “in this life you will have trouble”).

d* - KHESED, is the Hebrew term for covenantal love, as in any covenant which depends on people keeping their word. It is variously translated  lovingkindness, mercies, eternal love, steadfast love. It will often display great tenderness, but is not itself built on a disposition towards that, so it can be very tough if keeping its word calls for  that.

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purpose

(per pose; persons pose)

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Know that he’s looking at me through their eyes, 

& let him keep looking at them through my own.

This, I can see is his master disguise,

as well as his means to team up - and atone.

Truly his fam’ly, his sons and his daught-

-ters shelter his viewing of ev’ry thing near.

But they’re allowed to join in with his sport -

ta look out with love for each other and cheer…

Not for determining “how they would choose”,

(simplistic’ly) meaning they can’t choose at all;

but for determining now he could lose

the wrestle with children, who’ll learn how to fall…

..Looking at Father & learning to lose

(with handicap more than what means he will win).

So we can grow (me and ev’ry one who’s

in truth his own), following where he has been.

Hearing his voice, not only his words,

and list’ning by choice, so our choosing could grow

carefully, consciously, 

for we have heard

some music we’d like to join in with and go

out with, from fam’ly to those who have lost

some links to their fam’ly of origin which

gives joyous purpose to all that it costs

our Father’s the one who fell into the ditch…

Trav’ler from JewSaleM*, prodigal son*,

both quite down and out, but just love lets him feel

all that they feel. And it’s love makes him run

right up to them so that they might learn the deal.

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Footnotes

M* - a story Jesus told about showing extravagant love to people in need: “A certain man was travelling from Jerusalem to Jericho… (see Luke 10:25-37)

n* -  a story Jesus told about  lostness: “There was once a man who had two sons, one … was seen as a prodigal (waster), one was a ‘goody two-shoes’ ”... (see Luke 15:10-32)

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Own I’m ungrown…

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Oh God I start to see 

my immaturity,

I feel embarrassed by 

the weaknesses I try

to cover up in me. 

I want to truly be

grown up already, I 

want to be lifted high…

..not as was Christ of God, 

beside where people trod

past, jeering, making fun 

of him, and letting run

their mouths, and hearing odd 

misunderstandings got,

from their ignoring, won 

by puffing up begun

by strutting in the sun 

instead of list’ning done

on own, away from folk 

in small room kind o’ poke-

y, known by only one 

instead of heaps of fun

while playing ev’ry joke 

upon the other bloke.

“Impressive!” is what I 

seem bound to want to try

to be, but now gladly 

I’d catch your eye on me;

know that’s enough to buy 

full core of new-found life,

instead of just sadly 

enslaved rather badly.

Unless you make me new,

there’s not much I can do

to be raised as your son, 

your work’s started, begun

by spirit here of you - 

been sent to grow me true.

I must just trust - you’ve won; 

your word that I’m your son.

Please grow your life and love, 

and wisdom from above

in me, I trust your plan 

to make of me a man,

not just with surly shove

through sturdy leather glove.

Authority to stand

against whatever’s planned

by all the people round, 

the nations who are found

enslaved by lesser gods

who see nothing at odds

with loveless life, no sound

of deep joy to redound.

I’m glad I’m yours. Your nods

pay meaning out in wads.

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the verb “Love” …

(not the noun “knowledge”)

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Oh God how do I grow up so as not

to need to be displaying what I know.

I seem to love the learning that I've got

to do already, and I want to show 

it off to other people, or just be

somehow acknowledged by the folk around.

I'm wondering about, and think I see,

a way to find, & yet still not be found

by others in the act of knowing stuff.

I think that maybe that’s one reason why 

you hide yourself. It may not be enough,

but might be part of your “means”, so you spy

on us through ev’ry person who looks on.

It's like you hide in ev'ry one you made,

and love to view it all, before they’re gone,

through point of view they have. The colour/ shade

that their eyes see, and what they pick up too

of motives and the secret acts affect-

-ing any other - one or thing, as do

all acts, undone, or done, which we’d expect 

from someone who’s a son or daughter of

a person who could think and speak and make

the heavens and the earth and call them “tov*”

who doesn’t need to eat, but loves to bake.

As I look at the way you love in truth,

not wanting folk’s attention, but to see

the world through their eyes. I want to be cooth

as you, our Father. Help me so to be.

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Footnote

v* - “tov” is the Hebrew word translated into English as “good”, 7 times in Genesis chapter One, in the phrase “God saw that it was …good”.

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