light on life, .......................................being quite near ...to the end of this year. Reflections on world-view... [If.your.eye.becomes.dark,how.dark.will.life.be.for.you?]

Reflections and shadows are somewhat like lenses, if the surface which holds the shadow, or forms the reflection is not flat (in the case of shadows on a surface, or reflections formed by a surface) or curved properly (as in the refraction of a lens), we know that the outcome will be "skewey". As with a wobbly world-view lens. Look at the shadow of the straight wire (distinct even from the shadow of the vine): 



Amen, Amen.

Thank you my God, for this year,
so many good things poured out,
all often passed by in fear,
sometimes they bring me more doubt.

Not that good things are doubt's cause;
I've always seen "through my eyes"
and as they grow their own flaws,
'twill be no surprise - to doubt my own eyes;

if light's not transmitted there,
the Sun seems no longer bright,
I'll not be able to share
vistas that once brought delight.

Unless it lives in my soul,
lighting my life from within,
my sight will never be whole
until love's-light has a win.

It's an internal sky-light,
by-passing windows and doors,
and makes for quite a high-light
when you accept that it's yours.

So, I'll open this sky-light,
accept the light (and some breeze),
save my day-room from twilight
grateful for what my eye sees.

YOU give lenses to see with,
and I'll accept what you give.
Father's heart longs to be with
his child; so with you I'll live.

Amen, Amen.

An Inconvenience Is Only An Adventure Wrongly Considered (And T'other Way Round.. - G.K.CHESTERTON)

I arrived home a few hours ago. No buses from Bathurst to Orange on Sunday nights so Shaz came and got me. Just about to go to bed when I thought to reflect on the past 10 days (in God's presence, with a cuppa tea. No milk for tea. Oh well, open the house up (it was musty smelling) and sit out on the cool front. .. Who should come by but Ian and Nathan, from further down our block, who went and got milk and asked questions which helped me recall some good things about our trip, and reminded me of tomorrow's commitments... (And got to talk with our neighbour who came out) I'm off to bed.

God bless these dear ones here in Aus. 
and help them rest in peace because 
they truly are loved, here 'n' now, 
before the curtain-fall and bow. 

 Hence all the fun that can be had 
enjoying play with Mum and Dad, 
not to earn both their love and trust, 
but as good celebrations must... 

they celebrate by using all 
the goodness that they have in store 
and push it past its limits yet 
growing goodness; lest we forget. 

Going hard

..hope these your days 
.. are goin' well'n.

God please do help,
with your graces,
Jon & Helen
in their places.

A friend's not feeling too crash hot, this Sunday

God please help this ol' mate
who's not feeling too well
to (with rest on Sunday)
learn to live out your smell,

your style, your fam-i-ly,
where you are all our "Dad;
with folk like him an' me,
you are our "value add-

-ed", it is your good grace
your love, your friendship true,
that makes for us a space.
So, we celebrate - YOU!

Sam stays in Bendigo

God give Sam grace
in this good choice,
to spread your ways,
live as your boys

who've gone ahead
have lived in your
presence, instead
of  "keeping law".

Keep his heart near
you, as he goes,
to let no fear/
fretful-repose

stop up his peace,
and quiet his joy.
Make these increase
in Sam your boy!

Please give your wise
spirit to help
all of these guys
now to not yelp

when the going
gets hard, but pray,
with a knowing
'fyou and your WAY.