2020-02-28

So sixty years! - more mirth on Earth, since birth.

Thanks to Sophie Tosh for her rendition below of the setting where this piece of Life Poetry was first published!






















Well thanks to you who've come to celebrate
the gift of life within God's great big World.
And I am pretty lucky with my mate!
Yup, with Katrina Ellen I've been "girl-ed".

And how good's that! Also together we
have now been blessed with both some girls and boys.
And all the while we hope this place will be
a little better off with some bright noise.

Some little running feet, with faces bright
and full of hope, while bringing into play 
more faithfulness, in every special night,
and friendship that is growing ev'ry day.

And friends who've come along with "gifts" to share
(not presents that they only give to me,
but by their presence in our Cook Park where
the folk from town can gather under tree,

they share with all of us, since they are made
(as children of the most creative one),
creatively, to kick back in the shade,
and listen to some yarns and have some fun.

And that's the best bit, friends who will not baulk.
And when they meet and share the love with folk
with whom they'd hardly ever stop & talk,
the sense of humour strengthens with each joke,

or game, or fun time sharing something good.
It's funny how we sometimes let things slip,
and don't be grateful for each day we could.
So thanks for all the goodness we have sipped!



2020-02-27

Jesus's kinda twist on the old wordings/understandings:

[against a background where the Jews were resting on their laurels as the "the chosen few", seeing themselves as the highest and best, deserving the service of the other nations, instead of following God's lead with them in "hearing their cry, and coming down to (see for himself) what life was really like for them, and getting his hands dirty in serving them.]




"Many are called, but few be choos'n!"


Or


"Many be called on. Few be chosen, for destruction."

 Or 

"Many called, few picked!"






2020-02-26

-Who chews (the views of news) to choose the "trues"?


- not just "true statements" - words   divorced from  lips,

but ones  who think -  "true men", "true women",  whose 

unitedness is  "life's     true     way",  in   sips .


 [my lesson from a weekend get-together in Feb 2020]


How do we join in partnership with him?1
-  When even asking questions like that can
seem like we think ourselves a god that shim-
mers. Pretty special, not someone who's banned

from entering again into that place,
the Garden, where the overlap in time
occurs, between dimensions within space:
of rule or reign, of reason and of rhyme, 

the rule of God in there is right in line
with human rule, with no disparity.
Yet humans made alternative divines,
and gave them room to live and also breathe,

so Pharaohs, & then Caesars down the track,
and little kings in castles ev'rywhere,
have let this way of thinking (which does smack
of treason), be the way, they say, they "care".

To get their news out helps folk live in line
and helps them magnify (to others too)
the rule of this alternative divine,
but grows a cynicism deep in you.

It is a growing thing, and looks alive.
This message as it spreads enhances rule,
but rule that's somehow like an insect hive,
with absolute obedience, like a tool.2

Yet fealty to the First One, who made all
(for life and health, with goodness that abounds)3,
and news of it, though it may seem quite small,
is more alive and pow'ful than it sounds!4

For that First One, with his own kind-a rule
stands quite apart from most of history
as we have come to know it; he's no fool
he doesn't need our salesmanship to be

now growing leadership as a real GOD;
or learning what true fatherhood looks like.
Where-ever Jesus put his foot he trod
on holy ground, as God’s own little tyke!

And round God’s leadership that’s based on love
(an unconditional and positive
regard, that he empowers like his glove,
or rather skin on hands and feet; the sieve

in which all actions test as “live” or “dead”;
& through which all his actions come to life),
his other living stones, gems faceted,
now glimmer with their gleams, cut with a “knife”.

And strangely all the gleams are never seen
at any one time, just the opposite!
They’re cut so there will always be a gleam
from most directions that you look on it.

And those whose eyes are “tuned in” to that cue
need only see the smallest kind of gleam,
and they will focus in, move, and they’ll do
whatever must be done, they'll live the dream.

It’s also like a tiny living seed,
since it has pow’r of life within itself
the DNA communicated reads
itself into new life, and then good health.

And now I see: the stories that depict
the Life of God on Earth within his Christ,
are like those facets, or the seeds of it.
I needn’t fear, for each one will suffice

to indicate the kind-a Life that’s come
to Earth; and my job is to let that spir-
it of the Life of God lead me in some
Way, so that what I choose to let them hear..

from this here mouth, will come in God’s own time.
Oh God we love this partnership1 with you,
so, as Yeshua did, apostles chimed
in (with the Loving spirit of you too)

and said “When you speak, speak as one who says
the oracles of God, to those who hear.5
So I will do my part, and leave the rest
to you my God1, till you in me appear!6

I now see that I am in Christ, that Eed-
en, tabernacle or temple,7 of God.
The God himself within this world has freed
up access to that central garden plot,

right through the 8gate into that verdant patch
where life that’s come from heaven has come down,9
and we who walk upon this stair10-way match
him,11 who has brought us life: Heav-en’s “fool” clown!

And when I think of  those "triplets" - of God's:
the Life of God (once offered on that tree),
the Way (Most Excellent) that Jesus trod,
the Truth that may be all reality,

then most I see I need God's Life, of course
which is to say God's Love & Truth expressed,
which can't be fully outlined from its source,
but can be incubated in a “nest”.12



  1.  “until Christ is formed within you” Galatians 4:19  or untill you are formed “in Christ”, where our Christ (= King) is like a mother whose body is to her born/ unborn child, it’s source of both food and drink.
  2. The tabernacle/skin-tent & the temple, with their embroidered pomegranates and bells, dividing walls, cherubim and (alter) where a beast was killed to “clothe” the children of God, were dramatic props standing for the Eden Garden of communion with God. Jesus tabernacled/ skin-tented among us (John 1:14), Peter and Paul speak of other humans tabernacling/skin-tenting here (2 Cor 5:1-10; 2 Pet 1:13); We are individually (and together) the temple of God (Cor ), (or living stones within it) (Eph; 1 Peter)
  3.  I am the door, the gate.. (John) 
  4.  “Come down from heaven”: the one born from heaven, from above, who then bears witness (John 3:) the bread of life (John 6:).
  5. Jesus words to Philip “you will see … ascending and decending upon the son of Adam” tying in with Jacob’s dream of seeing a ladder or stairway with angels ascending and descending to and from heaven.
  6. Copy him, follow him, & make his attitude and spirit and way of life our own.
  7. How I longed to gather you as a hen gathers its chicks (The prophets, speaking for God; and Jesus speaking for God (Luke)) and see footnote 6, above.



1 DOZEN WINE / OL' CHEESES! TASTING HERE
TODAY! SOME PALATE PLEASERS TOO!   :    I says   :
DRINK SOME, PROPOSE A TOAST, & RAISE A CHEER! 
- TO WHAT YOU KNOW AS TRUE, & GOOD, - & PAYS!


2020-02-24

'Is Vision...

Therefore the Lord himself will wait upon,
our stubborn wills to let them soak in love,
not as a judge who wants to get back home
and so must rush proceedings and above

all wants to get things over, so he'll rest
and have a holiday away himself.
It's unbelievable, that in the nest
the mother bird will give up even health,

and fluff her feathers up protecting chicks
from fire and danger, preditors around.
She waits upon them and takes many kicks,
and when her life is over chicks abound!

And Yahweh, and Yeshua his own son,
who copied all he saw his father do,
will both be hanging round, and get "undone"
in order to be gracious unto you; 

and therefore he will rise up and exalt,
absorbing all our sickness, violence, welts
and teaching us to be ourselves as salt
and light unto the nations, though he's dealt

some hideous and horrible outbursts,
and grieves to see his children's lives unlived.
His justice will not be dismissed or worse,
just fall away, as some say "just forgive!"

His mercy is the only thing that trumps
his justice, and it comes to those who wait
to see it cover over all our stumps…
As live prosthetics coming would elate!



Therefore the Lord will wait, that he may be gracious to you; and therefore he will be exalted, that he may have mercy on you, for the Lord is a God of justice. Blessed are all those who wait for him. Isaiah 30:18 WMB. https://bible.com/bible/1209/isa.30.18.WMB 


2020-02-22

Pray and think right there with him...

Oh help us please dear God, with wisdom now,
to weigh quite carefully just what to do.
We have some time, but not a lot, somehow,
to plan and focus on the son of you.

And we recall just how you've blessed the world,
in sending your own son to lead us well.
Not forcing people, yet your flag's unfurled,
his life's a wooing more than we could tell.

So is a Saturday (& Friday night)
to focus on the love and strength of him,
with friends who came those other times alright,
the best way forward, though our strength be dim?

The Lord (not just his gifts of life and health,
of rest and food, and sensing what is here),
HE is my strength, and my salvation, wealth,
my shelter, that's my place to live (quite near).

This world is better for the folk who lived
within it as if you, their "Father", will
provide. It's Metaphor that must be seived
and settled (like our hearts), with "Peace. Be still!"

And so we take that admonition on
(from James, but really) from his biggest bro,
to note our lacks, in life, and yet be strong
well, settled in our minds in who we know

that is the source of goodness of all kinds;
the wisdom, and the pluck, as well as joy,
and lift our hearts to you, that you might find
some children left, who'll trust you like your boy.

So now we ask you for your wisdom and
your very nature - creativity 
(from love, that makes a world where folk can stand)
that led to the advent (nativity) -

and trust whatever way we chose (with you),
will in a sense that's strange, be "just the one"
and we'll be confident that what you do
will help us mirror more your very "son",

who said to us that time, "Come, follow me!"
Now we have heard his voice, though not those words.
Except in our mind's eye, we haven't "seen"
him, yet we love him. Some say "That's absurd!",

some say ...things…. But this Master, he's a Boss!
And I am betting all my life on him!
I'll learn, like Mary, to count not my loss,
but opportunity to grow less dim.