Anothen (Gk:=from-above/again) Wisdom

Master, we’ve worked hard all night, and yet

caught nothing; but if you say so I’ll
on the other side, let down my net.
(But you don’t appear to know our style,
or much about fishing, you’re still wet
behind the ear - in this sphere, & while
you speak confidently, you don’t let
others teach you, from their store or pile
of wisdom they’ve learned, - & won’t forget.)

No slouch,    but ouch,
His grace   is traced..
2 “Grouch”    a stoush
of fish    was dished,
and such    said much
more than   words can.

Lord depart from me,   for I am ae
man who falls short of   for why I’m made
My cat-eg-or-ies   are all undone.
Don’t think I could fol-low -  walk or run.
Hurts to have you stay   & treat me so.
This is a grace, that    I have not known.
Later on, they said   that “good, for bad”
was “coals of fire on head”;   Yes, it’s mad!
I’ll follow till I’m dead,   and be glad!

Some relevant back-ground thoughts/quotes:

• Luke 5:1-9: Simon hung out with Jesus (which is always a two-way thing), then listens to Jesus's words of counsel (even in a sphere of life that Simon may have thought him un-qualified), and acts on them.. the result is astounding, not "normal", unconventional, enough to make him feel unworthy of Jesus' presence. Jesus words/actions convince him (for a time?) that he can trust Jesus to look after his food/family & he can do the job Jesus is calling/sending him to do (which happens to be another step up from fishing for fish).

• Jesus prays [= Hangout with God and Listen to his counsel (HWGALTHC)] before he goes to preach throughout Galilee (instead of staying in & around Capernaum, where he has now set up house.
• Jesus prays (HWGALTHC) before choosing the twelve (including someone who would betray him)
• Jesus prays (HWGALTHC) for hours after feeding the 5k families, when they want to make him king, then trusts God to enable him to get to the other side  of the lake anyway (without a boat, & without walking around)
• Jesus prays (HWGALTHC) before throwing out the unclean spirit in the boy with epilepsy, when his disciples (who had been given authority over ALL unclean spirits) couldn't.
• Jesus prays  (HWGALTHC) in Gethsemane & is enabled to take his human body to a suffering & death that it dreaded (on the way to great JOY), like a mother giving birth.
• Jesus prays (HWGALTHC) and Simon "comes back" or "returns", and can be given the job of strengthening his brothers, &...
• John 21:1-14 "deja vu" Jesus comes to hangout with Simon/Peter & Peter runs to him, does a job for him, dialogues with him, listens to Jesus' questions, tries & fails to answer,  and can be given the job of feeding Jesus' sheep.

beaux & arrows

A new "Learner with the Courage 2 Teach".

God, thank you 4 this arrow,
shot from home 4Ur bidding,
into a world that is slow,
or "dead" (know you weren't kidding).
Thank U 4 this bow (called Hun).
Please shoot arrows from her too;
all the children ("daughters"/"sons")
she helps 2B more than "zoo".
4the Spirit of Ur son
that you've put in her will bring
dead 2 life, with anyone
who hears his voice, - they will sing!
Amen.

All in *a day's work*

Why must I every morning,
and afternoon as well,
have this *job* thrust upon me?
It comes back like a smell.
As I now think about it;
it's not that I feel bad,
I certainly don't doubt it
must be done, or I'm mad!
A bit of quick reaction
is called for here, (with slow).
Don't feel like crucifixion,
but maybe each new blow...?
That calm determination
to do what must be done,
to nail down (no frustration)
- like they did to "the Son"..
"The Son of Humanity",
he fondly called himself;
He, the archetype of me,
would go through this, to Hell.
His followers would doubt it,
they'd say "That's not the way".
He didn't HAVE to do it;
they did, so he would pay!
I needed crucifixion;
he didn't, not a bit.
So Love goes to Jerus'lem,
his hand, my glove, that fits.
---------------------------------------
"Soldier" doing his job well,
"just bang on in that nail"-
quick and clean, no living hell
of playing cat/mouse games.
For in me, it's not the good,
the holy and the true,
that must be nailed down, or should
be buried dead and blue, ...
...but the Judas, anti-christ,
however he got there,
that must be killed, sacrificed (?)
O God it's hardly fair!
Not fair that he who never sinned
would let love so constrain him,
and show up all my blustery wind.
"The Son of Love" I name him!
And, gladly name this undead thing
and to "Gehenna" send it;
unless your spirit blows and brings
life "from above", can't "mend it"!

*And he said to them all, "If you want to come with me you must forget yourself, take up your cross every day, and follow me." (Luke 9:23; GNB)*

Some relevant background thoughts/quotes:
“you shall love your neighbour, as you love yourself” OT (Lev 19:18)

Maybe Jesus opened that “yourself” up a bit when he said: (luke 9:23) “And he said to them all, “If you want to come with me, you must forget yourself, take up your cross every day, and follow me.” And then (John 13:34) “And now I give you a new commandment: love one another. As I have loved you, so you must love one another.”

• He didn’t quite pamper them. He spoke the truth, he challenged, he was gentle (in some circumstances), he was severe (in others; e.g. “Get behind me Satan” etc), he let them see his feelings...
• Did Jesus also love, say, the Pharisees? or the Teachers of the Law/ Scribes? Was his severe talking to them, simply the way that love had to be expressed in that context to them as leaders (“to whom much has beeen given, much will be required”), in order to wake them up(!) - as with his other comments to Peter?

To my brothers in LTG:

Just to let U know brothers,
God loves us & as we "speak"
I recall: "pray 4 others",
"how'd my reading go this week?"
Just prayed 4 my friends,
& also for you 3 men.
Only got up to John 10
glad to do it once again.

A sister felt she was sinking & asked for prayer

Oh God thank you
4 my sister.
She feels like poo-
in a blister.
Sad, & sorry,
& not much good,
{know the story,
& how "he" stood
with us in this
un-kind of plight;
he's our presen(ts/ce),
he is our light}
Our lives R built
on sinking sand,
but his life spilt
is our command
and beckon still
to walk where he
has walked, & will
he set us free?
Please help my sis
in darkness now,
to be remiss
with this world's sounds,
& forget to
remember well
her worth as viewed
from this world's hell.
Amen, amen.
Small Paul, a friend...

Living with the god & father of Yeshua.

Well here I am Lord,
still, under your spell.
That gives me courage
to lift my head well.
Not to be driven,
or shrunk to a “fate”.
But though I’ve striven
I’m too small, too late,..
..or too early, my
tim-ing’s not that great!
If life’s just what I
can appreciate;
I’ve not learned lessons
from before first grade.
I now remember
how life then displayed:
much I didn’t know,
much I didn’t get,
but “too small, too slow”
aided & abet-
ed my want to grow
(and to not forget),
my trust in who shows
wise love’s committment.
Dissonance was then
a state  I lived in,
not   I ran from,  when
my growing was flowing.
And as I saw more
‘stead of reducing,
expanding unknowns
flowed in my sluicing.
Not smugness but awe
was growing in me.
So now, like before,
your small child I’ll be.

A godly leader just called us on to follow the Christ (God's ultimate leader)

God, thank you for our leader,

that you have now given us.

I will now be a heeder

of his requests, with no blush.

Thank you too, for his pray - ers

that we would be what you meant

when you made us; not stray-ers

off the path, for self, hell-bent.

God, we pray now your Spirit

will help us where we aren't "filled",

and your Voice, now to hear it.

Maybe we'll have to "be still"?..

.. to early "Üp", then to pray,

to keep our sense of calling,

bask in your sun's warming rays.

Jesus, save us from falling..

..falling through where we were bold,

letting fear throw out our faith.

Faith that's more precious than gold,

we will guard, and not abate.

Jesus, we hear your call to

- copy God's full forgiveness,

- serve; nothing too small to do,

- pray for all brothers/sisters.

- pray for God to send on out

  harvesters into his fields;

- preach, the message with no doubt

  who is boss, to whom we'll yield.

etc.. 

Y' ARE WAY past our ken, & your appalling calling:

My Lord, I loves “wasting time” with you;
part of me shoves ‘portant things to do
off to anoth-er time, it’s true.
But I can’t cov-er this up. I’m blue.

My “blue” is here, as a spe-cial sign,
that I do fear that you are not mine,
and I’m not yours, but a bastard child,
not loved, because your love's not that wild.

What god has done such a thing as this?
To have a son, and record it bliss
to bind oneself, and then keep one’s word;
to bring good health to such small absurd..

..and selfish pricks, like ugly bird chicks.
They say “stuff sticks”, we sure need your licks
to clean us off, both the food and poo -
what’s come from me, and what’s come from you!

Dribble, and spew, then there’s wee and poo
all comes from me. Now what comes from you?
Hugs, food and drink, and the cleaning up!
Smiles make us think that your love’s enough.

Your songs and sounds, articulation;
just being ‘round; some times dictation;
and snuggling up. Then your washing time,
and time to sup, makes life near sublime.

But most of all  is your creative
woo and call, that’s more than sate-ive,
colour and smell, and the lilt of tune.
You do things well! Y’ARE our WAY, and BOON!