2026-08-14

You shall love the Lord your ...(God/Father/King/Lover/helper ... etc)

with ALL …… . …… .

Oh God we're scattered round about the place,

there’s some of us kilometres apart,

yet still we forward look to see your face

in ev’ry likeness of you, by your art

and your creative love that would embrace

us in the heart of ev’rything we do,

to do it as a partnership, to trace

your purposes in each breath (as a clue)

to woo us into reaching out ourselves

to touch you, as your partner in this life,

so that together, no matter our health,

as parts of a new covenant, we’re “wife”.

And you, our bridegroom, we want to come in

and share our naked intimacies well,

and we would own your fam’ly as its been

so called, and as in fact you’d like to dwell.

No metaphor is big enough to hold

much of your love, but each might help a bit.

All goodness comes from you, and so we're bold

to use what you are happy to make fit.

Please teach us what we need today to live..

to hear your spoken word into our souls.

To take it in, and let it grow and give

this world your presence (more?)as we grow whole.

So, whether these ol’ bods are crook, or well,

we have a chance to keep faithful as said

within our promises as cov’nant dwells

among us, to call us to what you said.

This ain't a covenant of equals. Sure.

It’s more like parent/ child where honour loves

to honour each the other a bit more..

though not (“fast tracked” at truth’s expense) with shoves.

and love is honoured to be loved back too,

but doesn't give up if it’s not at all.

It has a higher, deeper kind of view,

but can be scarey, it’s price will not fall.

So here I am your junior partner here.

Myself, that is this body 6 feet tall.

But also my small family scattered near,

(both kinds) and then,... believe me that’s not all!

2026-08-13

Cancel Coffee

Mate, I've got a runny nose and cough that knocks me out if I talk or go into cool air. I think I should not join you for coffee in the morning.

Oh God! Please help this mate with building stuff.

Give wisdom as they choose what properties

to do what to, & timing in the tough

decisions, to just trust with childlike ease.

While thinking, planning, as he's wont to do,

and often joining in complexities,

of understanding markets, and those who

need help, and ways to join with your fire-breeze...

2026-08-12

(through lens in head)

I experience this world as more than dead..

I know that I feel cold that's bracing, well

on head and shoulders, yet there's warmth in bed -

that isn’t in the body of ol’ Dell.

Her body lies in fune’ral parlour fridge

in Brisbane, where her girl and grandson said

they visited her yes-ter-day and squidged

her hair still pinned out of her eyes - for bed.

There’s something I perceive (with eyes of mind,

or heart - the part that speaks and feels and “means”)

that isn’t understood by dust, I find.

I think dust can’t; it's folk must ‘dys-’ all dreams

and longings, and commitments, friendship, hate…

Reductionists. They start defining them

as simply artifacts of a whole spate

of “concrete” chemicals and forces when

they walked behind a mirror in their world,

and found no space to live a 3D life.

The two dimensions they allowed were curled

inside a silver-lined glass sheet. No strife..

seems in that world - where no-one ‘lives’ at all.

Just molecules or membranes that get formed

into some sheets to rest the dead that call

to take a peek. Not thinking they’ll be stormed

& overcome by pow’rful deluge, or

maybe just a delusion; but it's strong.

The insight that comes to me now is more

like: “Ask for help, where you’ve seen it come from”.

…

2026-08-11

to day

I’m thinking of our class today at school,

since I’m so lucky with these people here.

We’ve got a lot of skills at using tools

and also at befriending who comes near.

We could be covering each others’ backs

and helping other people in our class

but sometimes we feel scared of all our “lacks”

and what we’re not so good at, we let pass…

We could be working hard to get stuff done

and helping our whole class to think, and see,

and understand this life under the sun

till we become what people know as “free”..

to live and act, instead of quite enslaved

to how we’re feeling, and what we desire.

The kind of folk who often have behaved

against their feelings, ’coz of things much higher

all carried to us by our culture through

the people who are sent by what’s unknown

to us, to help us become humans who

are able to grow bigger than what’s shown

by light & sound to those around who see

the same things that we see - the surface stuff

that sometimes is quite hard to see though. We

are mesmerized by glare. We’ve “seen” enough

though hardly have perceived a single thing.

It hasn’t made much sense. We don’t relate.

The hemisphere that’s left can hardly bring

humility to learn, more than the date!

Two handed..(10 fingers)

Assuming all the gods which culture gave

him, as with walking, language, dress code, and

his sense of humour, honour, kind of whim

allowable, technologies that stand

(because their secrets - held in guilds of trust -

are too complex to master in one life,

and yet can be bequeathed, as well they must,

to individuals, husband or wife).

Where can a man, or woman, go from there?

What options would he have? And how could she

work well within the confines she has where

she finds herself? And though the options be

with diff’rent clothing, and maybe approach,

at heart they’re sim-i-lar (& complement).

For humans aren’t one part, both horse and coach

both oars and sails together get ships sent..

It's not our place to see the way to take

It is our place to take each step we make

On seeing all our inconsistencies

to choose against confusing drugs of ease,

recalling and confronting our own hell

that we have brought into this world so well

before remaking, choice by choice, the life

that's gifted us by grace of love that's rife

in any here on earth who keep their word

that’s even to their own hurt. for they see

desire of this small self, too small, absurd,

compared to honour’s acts which always be

more glorious, immortal. Great God gifts

to those who take this path, Eternal Life.

At first maybe, as song or story lifts

the lives of those around a husband/wife

A unit of humanity to show

the glory of creation which delights

to give itself in acts of love to know

and be known by, the one who ever fights

in ways that open up in time to act

for glory, honour, immortality.

In all confusing aspects, ev’ry pact

they keep, receives for all humanity.

We just saw Christopher Nolan’s interpretation of Homer’s Greek Story, often appreciated as myth.. this is a day or two of thoughts after the event.

2026-08-08

springs off

God please give your man ACTS TO DO, as well

as words to say to those whom he meets with;

to join with heavenly hopes against all hell,

by helping build up Jesus’ kin and kith.

“from above”

My Daddy I do love you and I’m glad

to live within this world held here by love-

-ving creativity that keeps the bad

and good folk’s worlds, alike come “from above” -

“ἄνωθεν”(anōthen) - as it’s said in Greek, and means

also the concept of “again” to them -

Greek-speakers can do great poetic memes

that pivot on the meaning changes when

in diff’rent contexts curtains tear in two,

And children borne from one world to the next

are born “again”, or “from above” in lieux

of heading there, (though he did - in the text).

It’s also “from above” that he will come

“again” & stand on Earth as heaven’s friend

who’s come to live here with us, ev’ryone,

that’s .. on our side, and at it .. (to the end).

And now I see that poetry’s to be

extended from my life with you each day,

to life with those who image you, so we

might each be portals (windows) as they say

to keep the conversation going here

on good ol’ Earth that's meant to show, support,

make unseen heaven’s principles be clear-

-ly seen on earth, where principles are wrought

into existence in a concrete way.

I love to see this world of hea’en & earth

relating so that just as he did say:

“on Earth, as it’s in Heaven” - even birth.

Footnotes

“μὴ θαυμάσῃς ὅτι εἶπόν σοι Δεῖ ὑμᾶς γεννηθῆναι ἄνωθεν” (According to John 3:7 SBLG)

2026-08-05

..with those about

God, you are king, and I will not tell you

just how to run this show, or what to do;

unless you ask my thoughts, upon your knee;

& then I won't think mine the only way-ee!

I s'pose that is the meaning of “humble”;

or “like a little child” - with reverence,

who’ll try to say things plainly, though they stumble.

They’re not entitled, they show deference.

Oh God as I get older, there's a part

of me that feels “entitled” in some way

that doesn't give the folk around a start.

It speaks so loud and strong, when it should say

things gentler, softer, hearing others’ views*,

and asking them their thoughts and how they got

to those conclusions, or to take that news

on plainly, when the contrary has a lot..

of indications, evidence, as well.

I want to often share with God, & those

who image him on earth here where we dwell,

not as a know-it-all, but in repose -

in restfulness, since I’m so immature,

in need of stable, real knowledge, from more

than foetal guesses, I need people who’re

plain able to observe, see, and be sure

of what they see, and don’t mistake things (much).

I see a problem here if I forget

or let someone gas-light me, as things touch

my senses, since they’re not a certain bet.

So help me God, to speak the truth in love.

To listen, look, and learn from what’s around,

and then record to serve, as from above

you taught us writing, reading, as we’ve found

in scientific methods: a record

can help where just our memory is poor.

You’ve made us rich in your fam’ly, oh Lord,

And seeing as you see, is something more…

So help from you to grow in mindfulness

is what I’m asking for. Oh God, I trust

your nature that is always to just bless

and not put off “that thing” unless you must.

Foot notes etc:

P.S. I started writing this yesterday morning after my wife said that at times I come across as a final arbiter, or judge, or know-it-all who squashes discussions instead of opening them up. And that this habit made her sick! (And it makes me sick too, if it’s true, since I have had experiences with others like that in the past and I react like my wife, at least inside. It appears to be a more common problem for teachers, engineers, trained medicos, and many older men; & I fit both the first and last category in that list).

Then I received a speeding ticket in the mail, which I opened last night, before dinner. It fined me for driving at 97km/hr in an 80km/hr zone, over $500.00 and 3 demerit points. I checked, and last night I already had 10 demerit points. My wife had 5 demerit points. We think I was the driver for that part of the trip, but she offered to pay the fine (from our shared account), and to take the demerits. But to do that I have to make a solemn declaration that she was in charge of the vehicle at that time… I finished editing this poem, we listened to two fantasy stories, I recalled Jesus’ words about “Let your Yes, be ‘Yes’; & your No be ‘No’ ”, then went to bed. I had a dream about the fabric of my society being broken down by people not being able to keep their word - to their own hurt, then on waking re-read the poem above and tweaked it, a few times and then knew what I must do regarding my speeding ticket: Ask if they have any pictures of the driver? If they don’t, or if they do and the driver is not a woman; 1) Do the online offender’s course, 2) represent myself in the Qld court, 3) admit my guilt regarding the infringement, and ask for leniency under section 11, then 4) take what I get. Thank you God.

s* - I heard yesterday of a situation to the contrary where a building’s “Lock-down alarm” was so soft and that no one in the building took it as an alarm for their building (they had heard all the other building around having lockdowns, and knew that a lockdown was only applicable for each building where the alarm sounded, but this alarm had no alarming qualities, and didn’t sound to be an alarm for their building - to anyone who was in the building. This helped me appreciate that plain volume & strength given to sounds has a part to play and communicates things, and my volume and strength of speech are generally a bit alarming (as my children are often willing to tell me, & as I experience when with other loud Walker's too - I feel right at home with them).

2026-08-03

needing prayer

God, please bless Dunc and Mill with wisdom in

the task of parenting (that you set up -

for them to join with you in) handlin'

of humans being like mountains erupt-

ing ev'rywhere, at any time, with great

explosive pow'r, surprising ev'ryone.

And thanks for your great promise to relate

to us your wisdom, and you've just begun.

And thanks for Sam & Alice's new home. With lesser rent (we hope), though greater fuel.

Thanks for the model Gideon has shown

them clearly. Help them trust, not play the fool...

2026-08-02

Rode. Accident..

Hey…, please keep my Dad in your prayers. He was hit by a car while out on a bike ride today. 3 broken ribs, broken wrist, shoulder, foot and a decent concussion.. the driver was going 100km/hr so it's amazing things aren't worse. Waiting for results of other scans to check he's ok internally but when I saw him he was talking and smiling and stuff, though in some pain

God, thanks for your help keeping him alive

and please give grace to him, and wife as well.

And wisdom in relation to that drive-

-er, and thanks for

healing that's real. No sell!

2026-07-31

a quote from an amazing psychologist

(The cloud of forgetting, the cloud of unknowing, & the clarity of a child’s knowing*…)

My God, I must just trust your work, and you.

I cannot bring about good on my own.

So once again recite the folk you do

incredible work for, in singing tones

your loyal word that’s carried on your breath

with one great fam’ly focus, dance and song*;

your artistry created (over death)

the whole she-bang that’s ever come along.

I love you Lord, and will now learn to play

a song with all the skill you give to me,

responding to your goodness here today

I enter your love’s creativity.

But too admit what seems a “turn off” switch

on me. I’m not sure what, nor how it’s worked.

“The trouble with X*” says it, my own glitch,

my unawareness shows where I have shirked..

Please help me see my job, oh holy one.

And give me grace to let your face shine through

this darkened glass, to let light pass, not shun

its influence. I want to grow like you.

I need to do this job. I’m not a sole-

trader, but a partner here with you.

I’ll now do as you said: “Remove the pole*”,

and trust in God* for all the rest then too.

I now rejoice in my infirmities*.

Admitting them quite plainly, ask for help

of you my God, “my helper*”, since you’re pleased

to put yourself that way. I am your whelp*!

ts* - see Psalm 51:6-17 etc

knowing* - Matthew 18:3; 1Cor 8:1-3; 13:8-12;

song* - Zephaniah 3;

X* - article by C.S. Lewis, & a human’s summary.

e* - Matthew 7:3-5

d* - Prov 3:5-6; Psalm 37:5; Jeremiah 17:7; Mark 11:22-25

es* - 2Cor 12:9-10;

r* - Psalm 54:4; 121:1-2; Heb 13:6

p* - Mark 7:27-28

2026-07-30

and when ten words* he spoke

“my Lord, and God!” awoke..

..by them, inside his kids,

without, within where hid

his DNA inside,

where new life will abide..

Lord Jesus, leader of New Human Race,

I gladly follow you along the way

you take, as you go following the trace-

-es you found round your ground of being. Hey!

You followed what you saw your Father do-

ing, copied - while he let you see that much.

You trusted that he could fix all ensu-

ing problems, and would always keep in touch.

And you found that your God was quite suffish-

ent. One you wouldn’t trade for lesser one.

Ten words, like fingers/ toes helping to dish

up how to live on Earth as Father’s son.

Both how to grasp, and move about his world

with skill, and poise, and not be poisoned here

by substances we might have thought were hurled

towards us, since around us they appear;

and yet much nearer, but much less apparent

(not less a parent, just because our eyes

can’t at one time - before they’ve grown less errant -

quite see you, and) your acts they won't despise,

but gratefully receive as gifts of grace,

and faithfully despise suff’ring and pain,

and not just live for comfort, but to place

your trust in God, as you called those again

who followed you to do themselves, as well

they might if they like you were made to be

an image of creative love, to tell

in acts, and choices made, and words that we

might say (as you led us in deed, in word).

You led in speaking as you let this world

become what you made latent, then it heard

your word allowing it to shine, unfurled

it showed itself - as you knew secretly

it could be. When you let, it would be that!

Oh God, please give me eyes to really see

what you imagine for this world which sat

upon your knees one time in ages past.

You loved it then. You sent your very son,

and gave us all our chance that’s come at last,

to follow up the work that you’ve begun!

s* - “Ten words” refers in Jesus’s bible, to two things at once, and further than that, possibly a third: the ten times God “spoke” or “said”, & brought the heavens and the earth & their inhabitants into being at the beginning (Gen 1); and the “Ten words” the same God gave his covenant people on Mount Sinai to enable them to bear his image in this broken world, (obviously in newly fixed up covenant relationship with him - found in Exodus (20:1-17) and Deuteronomy (5:6-21). Then for a third possibility, (often repeated in the New Covenant writings, the New Testament, his (God’s in Christ’s) new “command”, Yeshua is God’s final WORD to humanity, and he gives a newly formulated “Ten Words” to his new covenant people (recorded not in Hebrew, the language of the Hebrew Nation, but in the lingua franca of the Other Nations of the First Century CE: Koiné Greek):

“..ἀγαπᾶτε ἀλλήλους,

καθὼς ἠγάπησα ὑμᾶς

ἵνα καὶ ὑμεῖς

ἀγαπᾶτε ἀλλήλους.”

(John 13:34f - An English rendition might be: “love one another - as I loved you love one another”) obviously based as it is on Yeshua's understanding of the whole purpose and function of the 613 old covenant commands, the ten words, and the new revelation and interpretive life Messiah had offered both to God, and to his people.

2026-07-28

A Fairytale:

Phenomenal Dendrocentric World..

Chapter 1

Once there was a loving creative being which itself made an amazing creature that could use sunlight as an energy source (which it got from the heavens above) to connect water molecules (which it got from the earth below) with carbon dioxide molecules (that it got from the air & sky around it, in the space between the heavens and the earth), and by this means it created glucose molecules in enough abundance that they could be its own entire food source, and it often had enough to share a crop with other creatures, and on top of that it could also use the glucose as building blocks (like little Lego blocks) for making structures to act as solar panels, and to collect nutrients, and make other structures to reach up and display those solar panels, while keeping them strong against the gravity of, and the winds around, that world.

So, it made its own food out of basic building blocks, with one specific band of energy from sunlight. This creature was made such that it had little solar panels that both collected the sunlight from the heavens, and the carbon dioxide from the gap in between the heavens and the land, the airy current-swept skies, and it had a pipe and tube system that burrowed down and collected and transported the water from the ground level and even from deep under the ground up to the little food factories where this water was (as I said before) one of the two major compounds needed for food production.

It had been made by its creator so that the solar paneled, food factories, were thrust out and positioned and oriented in such a way as to capture the maximum sunlight during the day when the sun rose, as it circled like a dome over the world this creature lived in, until it set again on the other side of the world.

This creature was so moved by the spirits of that world, that it danced, and rustled, swayed and waved, & at times clapped and banged.

The loving creative being deemed this amazing creature of its making to be good (including solid, dependable), and that its functions (like gifting food, clothing and shelter to nearly all other inhabitants in that world) were also good.

But this being of creative love wanted this amazing creature further to be overseen and cared for by the children of creative love. This was such a high honour that nothing short of creative love could properly care for this amazing creature. So creative love’s own children would be up to this. They would need to be more mobile than that beautiful creature, and would need to have a bigger picture in mind. So creative love modelled to its children guarding and caring for these amazing creatures. It would have to see that its children would grow in the wisdom of creative love to be able to partner properly with creative love itself as its representative, a picture of, an embodiment of creative love, in that world.

Everything was set. The children of creative love had all sorts and types and smells and textures of food made for them by these amazing creatures, who taught the foetal children of creative love to dance, to give, to be solid, to lift up their hands themselves to their maker and mother, & father and friend, to become so prosperous and full of abundance as to always have much more to give, being given their own energy directly from the heavens daily, in order to make their own food, and the food for the entire planet to be able to live, and on top of that giving what was needed (which was not that much), for the clothing and shelter needs of the entire world, and modelling how to give their skeletons & body parts to others to contribute to keeping them going well. They lived with how much more than they needed? Who could tell? An ecosystem that smelled like creative love was developing, based on complementing, care, provision, mate-ship & abundance...

2026-07-24

School teacher

God give your girl your wisdom to do well

the job of helping students there to learn

to work & speak & think against the hell

that we let loose, though f'r it we never yearn.

2026-07-23

re: Healing & reCreation

Oh God, the one who heals from cuts and scrapes,

from cold and flues and stitches, knocks and breaks. He's given eyes to see and ears to hear,

and still hangs round… His love ’s what keeps him near.

You do not feed our lust for pow’r - to be

alone within the world, to call the shots.

We have to learn by painful steps to see

with both eyes of the head and mind. There’s lots

of lessons to be learned, at different times,

at different rates by different kinds of rhymes,

by different folk with different histories,

and different DNA, for you were pleased

to have not One, but many child-er-en,

yet let us learn in parenting so then

we’d have a chance to learn KHESÉD* so when

creative love looks for more conduits, hea'en

can be brought here to Earth in ev’ry space,

by breathing notes alone, with chords as well,

so notes will harmonize, and no disgrace

will be endured, unless it absorbs hell.

The scars may stay somewhat as records of

(but maybe too, they might just be dissolved -

for there’s no pain) the stories we’ve shared here

on Earth below, might be then very dear.

And when our sight is two eyed - head & mind,

it strikes me that a new dimension might

just pop into our view, and we might find

that we will see your bright face - here all right!

Footnotes

* KHESED is the old Hebrew word for the kind of commitment that “keeps its word - even to its own hurt”, covenantal love, loving kindness, everlasting love, steadfast love.

Recreation of an “Eye”

In a difficult time with a good friend, a very important lesson came out of it for me...

Oh God we trust your spirit to give eyes

(to us) that see the light of life down here.

We’ll live under your love and won't despise

your discipline. We reach out, coz you're near.

At times we do feel lost, ’coz we can’t see

ourselves as less than grown ups, and mature;

comparing selves to others ’round we be

(we think), more wise and learnéd - we feel sure.

But in comparison to many Mill-

yen years, we are just babies hardly born,

our list’ning and our eye-sight training will

ensure we start to hear and see one morn-

-ing sooner, or bit later - it will come.

Our Father is both wise and good and can

re-make creation, if that ‘s needed some-

where. He’s the one who talked about that plan!

So I am confident that this will work.

And I would learn from big God how to be

a baby god, who rules with love, no shirk-

-er, but let love compel me sovereignly.

And in the mean-time I will copy what

I see you doing, trusting you to fix

up my mistakes, “make do” with what you've got

in immature child who often licks

the ground, when I fall down. Do you still do

that parent thing that loves

and wants the best..

..and gives your time and focus? I love you,

the first. My neighbour, second. Then the rest.

2026-07-22

SUMmary for humans is not Maths, it is story-telling..

(like about … some Mary, ... or Joseph, or Yeshua! - remember Mary Christmas!)

The way to summarise: is not a skill

that you get to by focussing much on

the skill itself. A de-construction will

leave dead things pinned to walls. No life, or song!

It’s not from 20 Questions that require

the data to be packed as “trivia”,

but stories that are told to help, inspire,

to work in/out-of humans who live here.

And then, “Voila!” we tell it summ’rilly:

a whole three pages told in thirty sec's.

A living gift of what is called story.

That sieves out those who’d like to go the next

step with the subject, or just with the one

who told that story (not to show off skills,

but) to move further than where we’ve begun

the story of our lives… just paying bills,

and getting by with food, and shelter, warmth -

or cooling, clothing, as the case may be.

Relationships are central and they form

the nest where grows in truth - humanity.

Relating comes to us from a great store

re: telling as it is, but not just facts.

Not just by breaking down or 'chunking' more

the wisdom of a life lived and it’s acts.

Though proverbs might be valid as a part,

contributing to “hold”-ing such a thing,

not tightly grasping, it is still an art -

to carry live-coals needs some jug-gl-ing!

2026-07-19

growing up…

My God, I see the kind of bloke I am..

I’m talking more & more, quite frantic’ly.

Not tuning in, expressing what began

in mind of God; a human as would be

if energized by motives of khesed*,

in pure form, an unadultarate.

This type - a model, myth that has not shed

its motives, just enfleshed them. Any rate…

that is not me at all. I’m immature,

and often unaware; and do not run

to you to let you slow down what I’d sure-

-ly do, at once (in showing off - for “fun”,

the world I've put together in my head)

It’s like I’m programmed to show off my wares.

I want to here display, before I’m dead,

a model, ideal world, that I have shares

in, where I might be “worshipped” - as create-

-ive. Acts are harder, so I'd like to make

this world by words I say, hoping they’ll sate

my own desire, quite cheaply; like they’d slake

my thirst for water, to be clean, grow strong.

I cannot carry quite enough for me

alone. I need to stream it out, along

the lines of "Cornerstone". Foundation he!

Enough to build my life on him, in line

with edges he has laid down, and displayed.

His thoughts were thunk, his words fitted in time

with acts that brought the house down as he weighed

on in, and acted fast and hard, contin-

-uously, as he’s waulking, never baulked,

by what they’d think of him, if he went in

to eat with folk he loved. He rarely “gawked”

in data driven way that’s ignorant,

or agnostic of all the folk he’s with.

I now recall that rich young man: no rant,

just steady look, with love, he’s kin, or kith.

And now, I'm not just burbling these words.

You’ve sat with me, and helped me see the way,

that’s Forward for me now. I think I heard

something that I can follow up today!

ThanX!

(May that ol' rock fall flat on the "me" (that lived alone in the world), and smash it to rock-dust, so that as found-ation he might be built upon (in this brand new creation, being made by your partnership - with me!) Yippee! Make on.)

Footnote

d* - KHESED is the old Hebrew word for loyal-love, that keeps its word (to its own hurt), covenant-love, everlasting-love, eternal-love, loving-kindness, steadfast love - which “never ceases”. Not bound by contract, it is the stuff that enables one to fulfill a contract, when it is not convenient, and you could get away with it.

2026-07-03

Y-OUR speech

The animals and A.I. round about

might chatter ‘bout the plausibilities.

In ages past (or coming) we could shout

and know in deeper ways real life that’s seized

and really lived, because humanity

has lived it, on this Earth that’s under hea’en,

beneath that thick blue curtain, which we see

each day that we’re awake to work as leaven.

While we make names, tell stories, and live with..

our Mum. Dad minded kids (while giving space),

contrived to let the scientific myth

have output that could help the human race.

By means of folk who’d take and implement

the insights and the ways that opened up

like children who walked boldly where wind went

to part the seas agnostic or corrupt.

These children came to know within their bones,

and nerves & muscles, sinews, tendons and

with oxygen in blood (that now atones)

as currency just now - as God had planned.

So from their lived experience they can

bring meaning to their conversations had.

Their list’ning is a gift, as hand shaken.

And when they speak a word, it’s not too bad!

But as that rock enjoined, they see their speech

as oracle of wise prophet of God*.

Then there’s a kingdom of priests who will preach/

proclaim the news on feet the King has shod.

Footnote

d* - “If anyone speaks, they should do so as speaking God’s oracles." (1 Pet 4:11, but see vv8-12)

2026-07-01

Aloha* & Marna*

Will we just try to "use" & quantify

the world around about to justify

ourselves as the great bosses who can get

our own way; when we want it? I would bet

that that's the way to squash & scrunch the world

and help it to be suffocated by

the ones in charge who only think to hurl

their power-bolts around. Don't even try

to steward or to care for precious things.

They only think of "precious" as in "cash"

or income brought. No birds that fly on wings

or plants around. They turn them all to ash…

Footnote

a* - aloha & mana are words from traditional Hawaii, meaning respectively something along the lines of: hospitality and participation in stewardship of the world, and the energy, motivation and commitment (given by participation in aloha).

Covenant*

Let now the offices that Adam bore*

of Prophet, Priest, & King bear fruit as well

in bearing of each fam’ly group. At core

relating as humanity’s no shell

but comes out when we keep ourselves in love;

creative and committed in “long hauls”

of not just putting up with things that “shove”

into our lives*, though other times they’re small

sometimes they seem to grow, because of us,

our presence seems to make the problem real.

And that’s the way it seems to be, no fuss

can make it disappear til we do feel

things pressing in and entering our lives -

In choosing not to live alone we let

a partnership begin. Husbands & wives

are learning these same things. At least I bet

that those who let love grow between them do,

as rituals allow for them to show

a tenderness and longing for their “who”

they’ll share all life with, and they’ll really know.

A partnership means “withness” in a way.

To partner with creative love itself

is greatest thing that I can do today.

And I will learn to be that kind of “self”.

Oh God, we love your patient presence with

us, in these jobs you’ve given us to do,

and also other times, with kin and kith.

We want to learn companionship from you.

Footnotes

t* - the stuff consistently spoken of as the motivation and glue in lasting covenants is KHESED (the Hebrew word meaning covenant love, loving kindness, eternal love, everlasting love, etc). A contract is a “Left Brain” image, or attempt to cover what functions it perceives of the “Right Brain” relational covenant.

e* - metaphor comment: to bear an office is the acknowledgement of an upward connection, that if we hold true to will enable our downward roots to bear and support us in our bearing of fruit in this middle section where we live most our lives - between the heavens and the earth, until we sleep in the Earth from which we were taken and given a heavenly breath.

s* - the ancient home-spun wisdom of James: “ When all kinds of trials and temptations crowd into your lives my brothers, don’t resent them as intruders, but welcome them as friends! Realise that they come to test your faith and to produce in you the quality of endurance. But let the process go on until that endurance is fully developed, and you will find you have become men of mature character with the right sort of independence. And if, in the process, any of you does not know how to meet any particular problem he has only to ask God—who gives generously to all men without making them feel foolish or guilty—and he may be quite sure that the necessary wisdom will be given him. But he must ask in sincere faith without secret doubts as to whether he really wants God’s help or not. The man who trusts God, but with inward reservations, is like a wave of the sea, carried forward by the wind one moment and driven back the next. That sort of man cannot hope to receive anything from God, and the life of a man of divided loyalty will reveal instability at every turn...”(James 1:2-12ff)

2026-06-30

Dig here*...

The worst waste is to miss a sign, and not

see all the good intent that’s been deployed

to help and aid, abbett, against the rot

that creeps to bring (depressed and quite annoyed)

us to our loved ones to blame & accuse,

instead of grateful for the good that’s poured

on us and all around about - infused

in life & love that we have somehow scored.

Thus heaven’s meta for a spirit world

that is to be embodied on Earth too,

and gifts a goal and path, a gate that’s curled

in wall and opens on a diff’rent view.

And Earth was pointing to something much more,

We want to start where we are “at”, but don’t

want us to finish there, at least not sure

of ev’rything we are .. , at this moment.

Have you learned how to tell the diff-er-ence

between a label and a signpost which

is pointing farther on, beyond a fence,

& maybe still a ways from where you’d pitch

your tent, or put your campervan up so

that you could sleep the night and then keep on

with tra-vel-ling the way that you will go

to get where sign is pointing. From here - gone!

This is the gift of metaphor to us.

A culture where a sign can still be read

and understood, without a lot of fuss.

At times we can’t be told - we’re only led.

Footnote

e* - The phrase "dig here" most famously connects to the tragic 1861 expedition of Burke and Wills. When the supply party abandoned the depot camp, they buried supplies and carved "Dig", or “Dig here”, or “Dig” with a method of pointing (maybe the letters were drawn pointing to a spot, or there was an arrow, etc…?) into the "Dig Tree," pointing to a cache. As I was told in Primary School history lessons, there were two instances when people hoped that the carving of “dig” on the tree would communicate something (to their party, but not to the local Aboriginal people, who could read many more signs & had traversed this land long before, but whose language could not be deciphered and understood as the various signs they hoped it would communicate): in the first instance the carving was seen as a sign post telling them what to do and when they did it they found the food, and lived on. This was life-giving and death averting, the other instance was when the same tree was used again for the same purpose months later, but with no additional marks or indications that it was to be seen again as a sign post, in this case they read it as an artifact of their previous saving and missed its use AGAIN as a sign. This instance was life-averting and tragically they died from lack of provisions. I recall this affecting me as a boy, determined to make any signs I left anywhere, to be (able, no, more than that) likely, to be clearly interpreted. (This was edited from an A.I. aided Google Search for “Australian Pioneers & ‘dig here’” to get dates & details, and my primary school history lessons. This story is told differently with different details on different web-sites. But this telling above seems to be in line with most of the facts cited. Interestingly language, is a complex set of signs. Many of their problems were from lack of trust & communication, and Aboriginal tribal attacks for the same reason. Yet where trust and communication existed, an Aboriginal tracker aided much, & one man, King, was kept alive at the end by local Aboriginal people, who led and looked after him for months until another rescue party found him.

2026-06-21

stepping out…

So look for good to celebrate today,

and talk about within the world around,

and even sing or whistle something (hey!

if that’s not “dis”-ing something sad you found)…

or leave a note, or write a letter of

appreciation when it fits or can

be made to fit. The world is better off

with lovely things or paintings. Be the man (\ A woman)

who highlights what is true, but good as well.

For, we give “airplay” t’what we talk about,

but maybe think of too; so don’t choose “hell”-

-ish stuff to emphasise, by speaking out,

imagining, and putting thought to plan

how we could multiply more hell on Earth.

I like the leadership of that HUMAN,

or SON of one, who came one around birth.

I s’pose that is the same for me as well,

and anyone within the same boat who

is listening to this song, would soon tell

if this applies to them also, and too!

So singing, playing music, speaking plain,

about whatever things are good & true,

will help the ecosystem to remain

& make a better world from what I do,

and choose what I will think and talk about,

but more importantly my acts in Time

& Space (for these are pow’rful, more than shout-

ing, more effective than a perfect rhyme)!

Creative hemispheres

o' Earth

The right is not what might, it truly can.

But in a sense it’s conscious of what might

(without the sure-ty of mech-an-ized man)

without the strongest power base “in sight”.

For that creative love itself is such

that it is not so concrete as a block,

and anyway its love is very much

explained away by what's left when they’re locked

(away, or in, or) out, by who controls.

And if we think in terms of making things,

and folk to do our bidding, not as souls

invigorated on a spirit’s wings..

We’ll only see the kind of things we do.

And cannot be blamed for our blindness here.

But gladly most of us are here with you,

with hem-is-pheres connected it appears.

And this is what is our saving grace:

right hemispheres connect in with the left

in most of human beings with a face

at front of head-

they’re not yet left bereft!

So even though the way that we relate

to people, and the world around us such

that we may learn to live with and relate,

to ev’ry one (and thing) as very much

a precious gift from one who’s name is love,

provision, or just providence, (some say)..

I think each heart that looks upwards, above

themselves in gratefulness will learn the Way!

2026-06-19

2) THE NEXT CONVERSATION*

(Jefferson Fisher’s book ch 2)

To think and get some realistic goals

about the conversations that come by,

will take some time of life and playing roles

that show off kinds of kindness that I'll try,

yet still seem far away from what I do.

I value what that fellow has to say

and hope it will help me when I'm with you,

or with my neighbour - if he comes today.

So don’t just think of fixing ev’rything.

Begin with thinking of a forward step.

And hoping/ praying, even start to sing

of habits that could be built on, not swept

away with any storm in tea-cup here.

So habits of relating that can grow

and let some other goodnesses appear

or take root in the plot of soil we know.

And see it’s not just rubbish soil I find

about the place, but stuff I think is rich

for growing things. What values come to mind -

from time I've spent on Earth so far. A ditch

that catches silt, where things will often grow,

or compost that’s had time to break down well.

Add thought (& prayers) to learn (if not to know)

and ask around, to learn to really tell.

Not telling folk, as though I am their boss.

(Except if I am. Then I s'pose I should

be clear, and still respecting any “loss

of face” I bring to them, or lack of good).

But learning how to tell what will avail

for goodness to grow up between us here.

My gard’ning skills might often seem to fail,

or sheep eat all the shoots that do appear.

No system that is never-failing yet,

a process with priorities that might

help me in this setting to not forget

and be more ready to learn, not just fight.

What’s, if I had to choose, one phrase or word

I need for them to understand of me?

What small step can I take to show I heard?

And what have I assumed that they might see?

(and sometimes I am right, as well as wrong).

And how can I show gratitude to them,

for opportunities to “come along”?

Is there an argument I want to win?

So these might help me set some goals to win

a friend, if not an argument as such.

My values help get there, not to bin

what might help me create, and keep in touch.

Footnotes

N* - re-reading; from 15 min into Chapter one to end of ch. Two (goals & values).

2026-06-16

The Gospel, according to.. (Matthew, Mark, Luke, John, ... you)

[In the spirit of the sixth point - indigo- below] Choose y-our “own partnership” expression of the “gospel seed” (consider one phrase from each colour of the rainbow ).

Time is fulfilled! Time is up! It’s time! All our best hopes & dreams are coming true! The next step has arrived! Other ( please state:……….)

The kingdom of God.., the reign of God.., God’s rule.., God’s sovereignty.., God’s way of doing leadership with the children of God.., God’s way to actually move forward (instead of just treading water).., The Way of Creative Love.., Other ( please state:……… ..)

..has arrived! ..is near! ..is grabbable! ..is “at hand”! (but is not taking over, is waiting to be invited, is giving you time to join in freely) Other (please state: .. ……….)

(This is about a partnership. There is a senior partner. You are not the senior partner.) .. Give up your own independent kingdom; Give up your own ways to a better future; Give up your own agendas; Throw in the towel on your alternatives; U-turn permitted/ required; Go back - you are going the wrong way! Other ( please state:……….)

Take this message seriously! Don’t let yourself procrastinate! Act this out from now on! Keep this announcement as a sign of whose side you are on. Other (please state:……….)

[Let the spirit of God, the Holy Spirit, the spirit of Jesus, the Holy Ghost, teach you and give you words, actions, your demeanour, your own faith, hope, and love to share in partnership with creative love itself, and give you wisdom in choosing any of these colourful points to emphasise or leave out - for the audience you are sent to today.]

Jesus/ Yeshua, is the pioneer and the goal, the relationship and the model, the door and the road, the place and the life of the place, the second (and last) Adam, The Son of God, God’s Messiah/Christ/anointed leader, God’s chosen and named Leader of Humanity, the Saviour of the World, the Lord of the Earth, the Great High Priest bridging the heavens and the Earth, and The Prophet whom God would raise up (from among the people of God (foretold by Moses), whom to fail to listen to, would mean being cut off from the people of God.

2026-06-15

understanding (standing under) God’s leadership is a bit like this:

and my relating to the scriptures shows whether, or in what sense…

“I believe in the communion of the saints”

A world where there is room to live and breathe.

A world that is a “tomb”, since God’s own Christ

took sting of death away so we might “leave”

by “sleeping”, yet awake one “day”, surprised!

Creation then renewed because he walked

this way so flowers are strewed where his life talked

in acts as well as words. He went through hell

of crucifixion and folk heard him tell

of his experience, quite candidly

and open up his sense of God to us

so we might know his Dad, as such, so we

might standing on his shoulders, nearly touch

the sky, or heavens, with its mythic host

of messengers who with the holy Ghost

might look with longing at his children here

and celebrate each birth day - with great cheer!

And fill the journal (of our fam’ly) in

each turn maternal ancestors would make;

record as best we can, so we begin

to understand creative love’s own take

on what is going down, or growing up..

..so how the fam’ly gown is worn by pups

and the irregularities that come

from circ’ling in a bright world, just one sun

of many that are over head and too,

stand under our own feet, from long ago.

These scripts record relating that might do

us credit, when relating to who’ll know.

2026-06-14

to honestly honour a person’s recount in a passing culture..

.. in light of our own (also passing) culture

Our lives are set to grow us up. Impacts

of cultures & economies conspire

as servants of creative love to tax

un-fam’ly* at a rate that is much higher.

Heuristic that might mimic (gifts to care)

for immature, unloving creatures which

are hardly hearted* but think they are "there",

assuming that their currency’s the pitch

to spiel, or play the game (like cricket?) on.

To keep up with the science of the times;

to follow culture’s choice of worth, and song

that will be used as current in power lines.

And when I hear the voice of a young bub

across the walls or under floor at home,

recalling too, the process to grow up,

involves a lot of suff’ring, pain, and stone-

stone-walling of our own agendas and

unsurity about our own needs but

some insight into others round, who stand

quite near, when we learn how to press their butt-

ons; on or off. This gives us insight to

the person we are living near to see

how taking them, their frailties now into

account, not to control, but so to be

relating to them as another bod

on Earth, as neighbours in this neighbourhood.

I have to listen to them not as “God”

yet as someone who might reflect some good.

y* - Taking note of the evangelist's record of Jesus’ words to Peter: “What do you think, Simon? From whom do kings of the earth take toll or tribute? From their children or from others?” When Peter said, “From others,” Jesus said to him, “Then the children are free.” (see Matt 17:24-27); and to the teachers of the law “ I say to you that many will come from the east and the west, and will take their places at the feast with Abraham, Isaac and Jacob in the kingdom of heaven. 12 But the subjects of the kingdom will be thrown outside, into the darkness, where there will be weeping and gnashing of teeth.’(Matt 8:10-13), and Matt 13:36-43..

d* - the heart, for our culture, being the seat of love in our metaphors and myths; where a human is seen as (or at least talked about) as one who has known love, and who lives in it, and has become a lover themselves.

2026-06-09

In Part* -

ner-ship*!

Give space within my life for God to act.

To make our partnership be real in me.

So go beyond the token stuff in fact.

And let God help, and then use eyes to see..

and ears to listen & to hear the thoughts

that come, ide-as to build love and light.

What’s true and honest, say only what’s caught

somehow within the web of what is “right” ..

That’s right relating, as I would be “done

by” - keeping my own word to my own hurt!

And trust my “father” to bring joy* to “son”,

and let his word to me hold weight, not blurt

out some religious piety to prop

up power structures, for some little man.

We’re talking of creative love’s unstop-

pab-le incessant work (since time began).

And work with all my might and mane to join

in, where I can - to make a difference here,

within the stuff where I can choose, what’s mine

to bring to table, thus make it appear.

And treat the partnership, this covenant

that Jesus spoke about, as real and true.

And bounce on it, in fact (not just to rant)

to bring it into being here in you.

And it might be quite diff’rent for some one

who’s diff'rent to me (and some people are)!

So not to replicate some other’s fun

but learn to be this self that’s made this far.

Footnotes

t* - “now we know in part, and now we see God’s bigger possibilities in part… now I know in part, then I shall truly know in the same way that I am truly known.” (1Cor 13:9,12)

p* - as alluded to in the last sentence in the footnote above, the partnership (truly knowing as I am truly known) of God and his children, or God and his wife, (or for another picture: the Right Hemisphere & Left Hemisphere of the human brain) in the job of allowing the world to exist, be populated, and to thrive, in multiplying, planting, tending & caring for (overseeing, naming, talking about, & considering) the world seems to be the biggest theme of the holy scriptures, and the end goal of all the rest of history, and the core means to make known, and reveal his glorious goodness to the heavens and the Earth.

y* - joy, though, is a movement of a whole being in such a way that we must choose for it to experience it in full. In fact the Apostle Paul names it as one of three things that God is constantly willing for us to experience: “Be joyful always, pray at all times, be thankful in all circumstances. For this is God’s will for you, in your life in union with Jesus Christ.” (1Thess 5:16-18)

2026-06-08

1) THE NEXT CONVERSATION*

(Jefferson Fisher’s book)

Reminders from my father up above

have come to me the last few days. I hear

what he is saying, teaching me, so love

can be extended from me far & near:

A focus when I'm in a conversa-

-tion, on the person - to relate to them

as neighbour in God’s world, by what I say,

and how I say it, yes, more how and when,

and even more by what (& how) I DO..

which emanates from WHY I’m here at all.

That simple adage*, lived by just a few

and focussed on God’s chosen one, no small

or insignificant, unhelpful thing!

And then* explored by those who’ve found what works.

The lack of which I’ve seen in what I bring

to conversations, when I am a jerk.

So here’s the next few steps in exploring

the way of truly human ones on Earth:

Note my own body’s cues and how they string

along the folk around me since my birth.

Then take the time to get my head back straight

to purposes I am committed to.

And let my curiosity relate

as wild beast might to each and ev’ry cue.

Be willing to rule systems I am in.

To tell them where they can get on, and can’t.

And take the ride I’m given with a grin,

& though I get amazed, don’t get alarmed!

Footnotes

n* - re-reading; & up to 15 min into Chapter One (Never win an argument)

e* - probably (in my estimation) from Jesus Christ’s next oldest little brother (Mark 6:3) James, from the book by that name, James ch 1:19-27, as summarised in the starting sentence: “My dear brothers, take note of this: Everyone of you should be quick to.., slow to .., and slow to.. .”(verse 19)

n* - by people like Jepherson Fisher, in ways like he does in this book

2026-06-07

the ghost of a chance ..

.. the Next Conversation*

I do not want convers’n to torpedo

relat’n to the person or to veto

the next conversation I’ll have with ’em

or chances for formation of a prison

for parts of me that should not be let out

in fact I see my “needs” might free a lout

to try manipulation of folk ’round -

instead of conversation which I’ve found

to be a two-way street, where people meet

and learn to take their turns, while neither spearns

the other, nor their mother, (though in truth

she still might send a shudder .. & forsooth

she might be rather cagey, and asuage -y

to offspring of her womb to them en-tomb

’ny part of them, though God knows when it’s need

is obvious, and clearly now the deed

that should be done, though could not come to mind

for folk who’d learned (as butter’s churned) to find

their joy in what’s annoying those who’re blind,

or “diss’n” folk who’re missing undefined

and “hard to put to words” training as kids.

We have to train the turds, the billy-lids

that are ourselves, it’s hard but help is on

the way, & I can say I’d pay belong-

-ing as the only force, of course, that might

(not will), let people grow as plants to light,

to energy that can be used to fight

against the “death”, that don’t do breath - the blight!

Footnotes

n - I’m thinking of the brilliance in the focus given by the simple title of “The Next Conversation”, by Jefferson Fisher (about 6 hr). Before you even get to any of his brilliant advice on ways forward: considering “What do you want them to know?” & what he says about the pause (or breath), which I perceive gives me time to process the question and allows me then to be affected by the still, small voice of the “Right Hemisphere” that allows me to relate to* other people, rather than to simply control them!

2026-06-06

my

dear brother*…

Be really quick or active here to hear,

so “Listen” is the word we’d often use

to cover actions that might be what’s near

to those intentions, and what follows through

somehow in manifesting in this world

the kind of things that are shown in a life

that’s lived on Earth (where we’re all sent, or hurled),

exemplifying heaven - in this strife.

The active part of list’ning might be stretched

to cover asking questions which allow

us then to hear much deeper, once we’re meshed -

relating with some trust, and grace somehow.

Along with really hearing, then belongs -

remembering, recalling to our minds

the stuff that is disclosed by who responds

and thinking, seeing options that love finds.

And slow to speak might not mean to speak slow-

ly; maybe it’s the time between our thoughts

and then when they get worded on the go*,

to acts that might communicate of sorts,

in which case it’s the time to let the right-

hand hemisphere of our brains (which relate,

instead of just use data in a fight

to gain ascendancy, control, or bait) -

to give time to reflect, for wisdom’s way

to influence, inform, and then affect

by choosing what to do (and spesh’ly say),

instead of anger’s loss of true respect.

Footnotes

s* - “... So, my dear brothers and sisters, get this straight. Every person should be quick to hear, slow to speak, slow to anger.”(NTFE; + see James wep1:19-27)

o* - think of The Next Conversation, by Jefferson Fisher (about 6 hr); “What do you want them to know?” & what he says about the pause (or breath), which gives time to process the question and allows me then to be affected by the still, small voice of the “Right Hemisphere”!

Leading hand

To lead out of love means learning to serve.

And,”being the leader” means being first,

and leading the treck by having the nerve

to do what’s worth doing, undoing cursed

procrastinating, fear of the unplanned,

& “keeping control”, as though that’s your need.

One’s leading displays what they understand,

and also who. It’s letting the seed

develop & grow up - here in God’s world

by choices made in settings that you’re in

while part-ner-ing (right where & when you’re hurled)

displaying grace that covers all the im-

maturity and failures, & the falls,

the losses & the lacks and missing marks.

The love that hopes and plans and acts in all

all circumstances - & gives grace to sharks,

evolving them to mammals with a heart

(a seat of rule for love over the whole..

..whole body, and the sea where it might start).

And leading is self-evident to soul

that’s been awakened, now with spirit’s heart

that brings along the oxygen in blood,

‘coz breathing has begun, at least in part.

A leader helps you stand against a flood!

And leaders call you to cover their back,

& help you clarify where you have lacked,

yet will not just give up, send you off track

just so they’ll be more seen as who's uncracked.

2026-06-03

Waif or Ward?

or..?

Our breaky together is postponed: Ok. Hope to see you either at work or next week.

Oh God of all humanity who's kind-

-ly made us up, and would be making still,

if we would open eyes to be not blind

& find the grace that’s in your eyes* to fill

us with your own aims, dispositions and

then partner with us in your making of

continued growing, in our understand-

ing and our habits of list’ning with love..

..to make these foetal children here (of yours)

to grow to be no less than like your Christ.

We gladly now en-list ourselves because

your life grows in us. His life has sufficed!

- to you, because as Peter said, he heard

you speak from heaven, saying - you were pleased

with him*, & since we’ve followed, quite absurd-

-ly, wonderf’lly we’ve joined him on his knees

before the Father (of good Fatherhood)

and with him, in him (as foetus in womb)

we’ll grow till we “come out*”, just as we should.

As Jesus came out of that Easter tomb!

And even now, in Christ, we hear you say

to us the same words that you spoke to him,

(not “on our own*” - we need not live that way

again). We share it all - the bright, the dim!

And soak in your good grace all that ensues -

that we are sons, are children of you true-

ly, and that you are pleased with we who do

for our part live this way, teamed up with you.

Footnotes

s* - as the old King James Bible’s translation of Gen 6:8 in its euphemistic way says of Noah, that he “found grace in the eyes of the LORD.”

m* -: (if “Mark” has indeed come to us because Mark (translated then) wrote down the gist of Peter’s exhortations to Jesus’ followers) Mark 9:1-13; 2Peter1:16-19.

t* - Romans 8

2026-06-02

follow ..

.. the thread

Oh God I heard of how you work with weak

and trembling & bewildered folk who seek

to cover over shame, but they can’t speak

in public. They aren’t honoured much.* It’s bleak,

until I think of you. You love to sneak

about invisible to us, and tweak

things for all who invite you; being meek,

when partnered with you, they yet hear & peak

and leave room for your word to them. They reek

& smell of Christ, himself a sticky beak

for acts of God to copy (not to eek

out life alone) - quite sim’lar to a geek

he’s happy with a help that’s slowly leaked

by - (not so much the thunder) - bray or squeek!

Footnote

* - “Saturday evening, when the Sabbath ended, Mary

Magdalene, Mary the mother of James, and Salome went out and purchased burial spices so they could anoint Jesus’ body. [2] Very early on , inSunday morning, just at sunrise, they went to the tomb. [3] On the way they were asking each other, “Who will roll away the stone for us from the entrance to the tomb?” [4] But as they arrived, they looked up and saw that the stone, which was very large, had already been rolled aside. [5] When they entered the tomb, they saw a young man clothed in a white robe sitting on the right side. The women were shocked, [6] but the angel said, “Don’t be alarmed. You are looking for Jesus of Nazareth, who was crucified. He isn’t here! He is risen from the dead! Look, this is where they laid his body. [7] Now go and tell his disciples, including Peter, that Jesus is going ahead of you to Galilee. You will see him there, just as he told you before he died.” [8] The women fled from the tomb, trembling and bewildered, and they said nothing to anyone because they were too frightened.” (Mark 16:1-8 NLT )

2026-06-01

turn, turn, turn

our turn, to return…

Oh God, I’m learning how to love a girl,

as boy does as true husband in this world.

Your gifts seem far too precious to be hurled

about to people who have evil curled

within them. I feel love’s creative sight

& touch, and hearing, smell, & taste, as might

be justified, but only in the light

of promises as precious as your right

and just and merciful prom-is-es to

de humans who accept them, & renewed

in inner selves (as body is by food)

then learn to walk on holy ground un-shoed.

Thus ruling - as a good king, serving well

the Earth and it's inhabitants who dwell

within, and over, under it to smell

themselves like YaHWeH GOD. His story tell

in ev’ry choice they make, in ev’ry deed

they’ve done, & ev’ry word they speak, to bleed

their life of love back to the ground (their steed)

and thus to give. In fact it is their need!

For kindly kind of life that mirrors him

who gave us this small gift (that’s not so dim!)

is meant to be returned. We learn to swim

when air-clothes are dismissed (they cramp each limb).

But that is not to stop our lessons in

bending, blending in his love (not sin*),

to show (not tell, in “words”) our way as twin

to God’s own way* across the seas. No FIN.

Footnote

n* - sin is used with its original broad meaning of anything that simply misses the mark (of all best hopes, plans, and good wishes)

y* - “In the beginning… the earth was complete chaos, and darkness covered the face of the deep, while a wind from (spirit of, breath of) God swept over the face of the waters. (Genesis 1:1-2)

‘He alone stretched out the heavens and walked on the sea as well as the earth’ [Job 9:8].

“Solomon, in the Jewish book of Sirach, spoke of Wisdom: “I encamped in the heights, and my throne was in a pillar of cloud. [5] Alone I compassed the vault of heaven and traversed the depths of the abyss.” (Sirach 24:4-5 NRSVUE)

“Your way was through the sea, your path through the mighty waters, yet your footprints were unseen. (Psalms 77:19 NRSVUE)

CF Jesus passing over the lake , instead of swimming through it, or walking around it (Mark 6; Matthew 14; John 6)

2026-05-25

Aligning …

Dear fam’ly of the Father & the Son,

and Spirit sent by both t’be embod-

-ied in the set of acts which will have won

at “end of this time”, clothed in us and shod

in each and all of this one family!

It’s Pete who said that all God’s promises

are precious for they bring to you and me

the very nature of YaHWeH* who says

that God’s delighted to use weak, fragile

immature and incomplete critters

to further his own purposes, to smile

on his creation, gath’ring what’s dispersed,

dispersing what’s been gathered - as he wills.

And it’s the will of God to honour HIM

the human who kept close through all the spills

of life on Earth, both glorious and dim

at times, as this HIS story moves and more..

Our neighbour over road told me this last

twenty four hours what transpired before

[when we saw him ‘n’his neighbour (in the past)

a-talking out the front, with cut of trees(?)]

He said “Let’s say of past, ‘Good-bye’, ‘Be-gone!’ ”

And start afresh in present time.” And squeezed

each other’s hands. And then the man went on

to share more pers’nally some weaknesses.

The best may not have finished up the job

as yet, but I see this as sign that says

new WAY (of Jesus Christ) has somehow lobbed

into the camp of tight defences and

that there grenade might soon blow up road blocks.

Let’s keep on asking heaven’s court to stand

and join us so that both join with his flocks

in showing off the truth and life, and way

of Jesus, God’s anointed leader who

bore all the discord of our lives that say

that life is not worth living - It’s all poo!

Well God, for this one’s sake, your chosen (Christ!),

may this man lower, and his lower three,

be blessed by life, and love, and not demised,

till your good will is real-ised in each knee.

Footnote

H* - YaHWeH (the only God who IS God) is the personal name of the one Jesus of Nazareth called “Father!”, and whom this father said of Jesus “This is my beloved son. Listen to him!”, Peter who heard that voice from heaven said later to other followers of Jesus: “ He has by his own action given us everything that is necessary for living the truly good life, in allowing us to know the one who has called us to him, through his own glorious goodness. It is through him that God’s greatest and most precious promises have become available to us men, making it possible for you to escape the inevitable disintegration that lust produces in the world and to share in God’s essential nature.”(2Peter1:3-4)

2026-05-23

Answering before Listening,

is folly & shame*

Dear God, please help me (thanks for help so far)

to learn by observation, not spruiking.

In words of James (who’s Jesus’ next brother)

“..be quick to listen, slow to speak a thing,

and slow to anger* (though I might still need

to get angry, but it should take a while)”.

I’m wond’ring what he meant by using “speed”

words: Does “quick” here refer to accent, style,

or time that’s taken to initiate?

Or does it mean a living kind of thing? -

where movement might be linked to time and state,

as passage through both time and space may bring*,

or else a movement responsive to will -

[and ours is not mature, or fit, quite yet,

for ruling worlds. And it won’t be until

we come out of this womb. But then I bet

our training will be solid till we can

be fit to rule the angels - and this world.

And then we’ll listen better than a man

or woman could today, wherever hurled.]

That quickly, even actively, takes on

the list’ning mode to ev’ry -thing and -one,

we might request to uncover what shon

out light & help elucidate. Begun,

it might keep on (thus call for us to speak,

but here speech is the serving kind of stuff)

(not as the final judge who can't be tweaked

by past & future); wise & full of love!