4 a team of Jesus-followers in a nearby town.

God give this team & their leaders
boldness, wisdom, clarity, love;
that wooed, listeners can be heed-ers,
of your Life-Message from above.

On their wedding day, they asked us to pray

God, thanks for Bethany
& this Nathaniel guy.
Know there isn't any
more they can do than try.

Please help them not to fly
past  the primary step, which
must come before we try
to do good things. To switch

ON that small power point,
-even if we’re plugged in,
else  work won’t be anoint-
-ed with power to beat sin.

So, help them both to win
battles to be “hearted” -
-check power’s ON, plug’s IN,
before trying’s started.

Amen

Some things just ARE!

God remains good

even when I 

don't know, nor could

tell how - or why?

Love is like that;

it 'snot explained,

goes in to bat

not for what's gained

for itself. It

is a first cause.

"Happens!" - like "shit".

Has no "because.."

..which comes after;

"Because" comes first.

Love's the rafter.
Love is what nursed..

..each of us in-
to this world, and
any be-ing!
It is not bland.

It does the seeing!
Hardly the blind,
softly showing
us what we find..

..all our knowing
that's worth anything
'scome through going
where Love's leading.

God is working, Life is lurking!

God, may your   name be honoured.
in your land   - we walk upon it!
Take charge o'er    what you've given.
Many lambs,   bleat for heaven!

May your will   be done - these "here"s,
as it is    when LIFE appears.
You who've killed    death, by contact.
Christ! It's his    life we have backed.

Oh that NEW   kind of living
has no few   ways of giving.
All that's done   is a sieving
of what's come   from beliving.

More truly:   AU THOR IT Y
is all yours   and thus because
as you said   we are all dead,
yet YOU can   raise us again.

Hallelu, Hallelujah!
Amen.

"Pray for me" says Sophie.

God, you've grown Sophie
up, so far; & will
help her rest, grow free,
and care, as able.
And where she's just not;
to not fret or pout,
but give thanks for what
she's got: "Do" without,
or ask for help from
who you've put around.
Glad that your breath's gone
out, to save who's drowned.

The "Solit--- Confinement" of M--- (& me) Part A

The Scripture & the "Script you are"
-breathed into by the Holy
breath of Life - giv’n CPR
and TO LIFE comes the lowly.

Well God, right now, here I am…

1). Am I now a holy COW?

(* let the reader understand)

Confessed of sin, (& just how? -

own it as - just what it is,

& own it too as mine,

send it far away - as his

commands did all the time

[with all those unclean spirits

who seemed to dog his life

so he would only hear it’s

voice in his ears - & mind.

The bully-ing & shouting,

the sneaking plaintif cry,

were all sent on an outing

- and never explained why!

He didn’t stop and load up,

(but neither did he pry)

but every time they showed up

he shut them up, “Out-side!”])

Offered up, a sacrifice

to God, in life & death.

That all I do, as with Christ,

be God’s: thought, act, word, breath.

Walking in the Spirit’s life

thus seeing, as did Christ.

Thinking, acting, as his child:

Love’s no great sacrifice.

2). Jesus, I'm imagining 
you here, since by reasons good
I know you are, and you're King.
I wonder now just what would.... (t.b.c.)

The rhythms of LIFE in our (BMC) community.

God, please help us to 

see things as you do. 

We want to listen,

let your life glisten:

Love & truth both to

join in our task-group.

That we might re-al-ly

serve this old BMC.

We need your breath-wind

to blow, else we'll hind-

-er your true rhythms;

as corpses need life given.

Blood beating, breath drawn;

mouth to mouth, CPR.

Song sung, & beat kept,

in your rhythms 2 B swept!

Amen

All in a day’s work - TAKE 2

Although we’re of-ten diff’rent
on the issue of “keeping”-
"old stuff that has been broken
down" - some smiling, some weeping.

Most of us know that some things
should be thrown out and others
could be kept for re-use-ings.
One kind of keeping  smothers,

and one re- uses things well.
But when-ev'r it comes to “Things”-
“that just must be done”, I’ll tell
you a way that brings us wings:

Do it! Don’t just hang around,
for the more you put it off;
the more it wastes time & ground,
and somehow it makes you “soft”.

“Soft” in the worst way to be
sometimes we must be quite hard.
Do the job, and then you’ll see
it came good, & hasn’t jarred.

A day’s work gets done by this
mode or meth-odology:
clarify just what you’ll kiss
“Hello” & “Goodbye” to. See,

the first job that must be done
is work out “What’s the job here?”,
second one is just as fun:
“Just do it!”, with love, not fear.

Relevant background quote/thought:

• “your love has meant hard work” (NT: 1Thess 1:2-3)

2 days later, how did cater?

Dear Sister Kate,
how ya going?
How was the meal
with your family?
Hope your mind's slate
is now flowing
with more that's real
to set you free.
But if it's not,
Oh please dear God
Remind Kate still
of Your good will..
..t'wards not just men,
when Mary, when
she brought to birth
your Son to Earth.
Amen/women.