2012-05-29

with a future & a hope!


with a future & a hope! [1]

At the cross-roads, there's Temora[2]
on the way down South” they mutter.
It’s just an hour before a
place that sounds like it’s a stutter:

Wagga”, with it’s own echo[3];
& Temora’s just above it,
five forty clicks from Melbourne’s show,
but the folk, around here love it.

It’s even less from Sydney’s town;
& right between Can-ber-ra’s mugs[4],
& Griffith (where Mackay went down
in history for exposing drugs[5]).

[At the cross-roads, there's Temora
on the South Highway to Melbourne,
between Griffith & Canberra
if you're from here you’re “well-born”.]

So it’s got a fair few choices
as to what road it’ll go down:
to join with Can-ber-ra’s “noises”[6] -
- to “pucker up”, & then to frown,-

(At the cross-roads, there's Temora
on the North Highway from Melbourne,
between Griffith & Canberra
if you're from here you’re “well-born”)

else get & serve the young folk, ‘n
expose what “stuffs up”, before a-
-nother generation’s broken -
- the WAY, for “A new Temora”!



[1]    Written on a visit to the  NSW township of Temora (pop. Approx. 6,000), where Laurie & Elvita McIntosh have retired (for now), after Laurie’s 30yrs of being the National Director of the Australian Christian Mission Order - Cornerstone Community, during the 2012 Cornerstone Members’ Men’s conference. By Paul Walker.
[2]    On the N-S Highway between Brisbane & Melbourne, with Canberra about 2 hr to the E & Griffith about 2 hr to the W. Temora has many well-to-do retirees, with choices about how to live the last years of their lives.
[3]    Properly called “Wagga Wagga” and about 100km south of  Temora
[4]    The naïve, self-serving “politicians”(this is in contrast with men like Donald Mackay), not any honest leaders who do give their all.
[5]    1977 saw Donald Mackay murdered by the Mafia, for exposing the drug scene in & around Griffith. (a shock to many Australians who could not believe that we could have stooped so low & have given the Mafia such a stronghold.) Interesting to note who could (& did) step up to the task of following through, even to their own disadvantage, in serving others who were more vulnerable than themselves. They followed a prior model.
[6]    Those who spruke about leading us into the future, yet who treat their own inherited understanding of “life” (as something which only makes sense in the context of a bigger dimension) as something they are embarrassed about, & as superfluous to the new generation who are dying for the lack of it. In Manning Clark's words, he implied that when we throw off the kingdom of God, we  “become bored survivors on Bondi Beach, citizens of the kingdom of nothingness”. 

2012-05-12

thinking of a faithful man

SMS to a blessed brother who has been faithful to his wife and sons & people around him, to reflect the life and attitudes of the Lord Jesus. Just thinking of him.

____, go well2day;
with Ur sons&wife,
acquaintances may
share with U God's life,
under heaven's view
as the story goes,
under Jesus 2:
Love's Rule2disclose

2012-04-28

Other things


Other things[1]


“Other things” come into play
quite often, as we’ve heard;
like that talk that Black-Stump day,
when none would suit this bird, (points towards Camille).

until that boy, “The Lauchlan”,
walked right into the room;
then she realized that Lauchlan
Valley, she’d just come from,

and Lauchlan River ran past
not far from where she lived;
“The Lauchlan Spell” was just cast,
and “other things” had “gived”.

Lauchly & Camille tonight
have both become “our Kings”
not “King & Queen” (as seems right),
because of “other things”.

“Other things” come from above
and catch us by surprise
like a child’s or spouse’s love,
- right here before our eyes!



[1] On the occasion of Lauchlan & Camille King’s wedding at their breakfast, Saturday night 28/4/2012. We’d just heard stories from Les & Sophie about Lauchy & Camille’s first notices & meetings at Black-Stump etc, & witnessed what another guest said to me was the most beautiful wedding (& reception)  he’d ever seen.

2012-04-26

A story of a ppalling life [1].. PART ONE


A     story     of     a  ppalling    life [1].. PART ONE
One day a man and woman
met on this planet earth,
-lives joined, they started bloomin’,
and  “Paul” was named at birth.

Then as their other children
came out to bloom as well
(in what could be  garden,
or else could be a hell)..

..the garden rang with calling,
and singing was there too,
and one (who’d carried Paul in)
played organ, or kazoo!

The one who could not sing much,
tried too, to sing along,
it might've lacked special touch,
but always, it was song.

And when the generations
got old & others came,
they had their lamentations,
and sometimes even blamed.

The father & the mother
they loved each daughter, son,
there’s nothing that they ’druther
than see them grow, each one.

And now the songs are growing,
they’re coming thick & fast
And I think there’s a knowing …
..it’s gonna be a blast!


[1] A poem on My Life’s Story  (a topic suggested by Jo May.. at the family BBQ break-up Mon 21/Nov/2011) - PART 1

2012-04-23

I look up to you

Psalm 123:1-4 GNT (with additions by PW)

Lord, I look up to you,
up to heaven, where you rule.

As a servant depends on his master,
as a maid depends on her mistress,
so we will keep looking to you, O Lord our God,
until you have mercy on us.


As an athlete depends on his trainer,
as a baby depends on her mother,
so we will keep looking to you, O Lord our God,
until you have mercy on us.

As apprentices depend on their tradesmen
as a flower depends on the falling rain
so we will keep looking to you, O Lord our God,
until you have mercy on us.

Be merciful to us, Lord, be merciful;
we have been treated with so much contempt.

We have been mocked too long by the rich
and scorned by proud oppressors.


recording of music available for this psalm... ask me. Paul W.
In response to Henry & Jo's request for prayer for Jo's health & Henry's patience.18/4/12


God, we join with Henry:
please give him Ur patience;
hear quickly others' plea,
strangers/ friends/ relations...
responding with only
Christ's communications.

And God we join with Jo,
Ur daughter whom you sent
to live as "wife", and know,
and be known, where she went.
That Ur Life and Health go
through her to where it's meant.

Prayers with Henry & Jo.,
that Paul Walker has dreamt.

2012-04-21

Goodbye SMS

In sms on Wed 18 April 2012 to a friend in response to his goodbye sms:
[We had spent several hours together over the previous week, reading the Greek text of a first Century letter from a Christian missionary sent to a struggling band of ostacized Christ followers in the most powerful, advanced state-of-the-art Empire known to Europe at that time (the text was a letter to "Christians" at Colossae, dubbed "Colossians").]

Go well brother.

C U
when next
we do.
The text
re-do.
Un-vexed,
eschew
pretext.
Adieu.

PW.

2012-04-17

Some thoughts on a scrum / ptious morning....


Have a ______/_____ day
as you eat the fruit.
______/_____ 'swhat I say,
in a world that's beaut.

He's opened back up
the garden, himself
as gate, 'n track up
'n in. "Harden up"
'e says, "ol' mate!" (joke -
for he is older)
Has his little poke.
Love's no less bolder,
than the words he spoke.

To this Age's knocks
& blows I will not
answer. For it's shocks
& "shows" will all rot.
Rancour, I will not,
not let in a spot!
(Doctor warned a lot)

Not unlike that fruit,
so _____/_____ to eat;
with a tougher skin,
it doesn't let infection in.

2012-04-11

Buried & Resurrected


Matt G. led our focus this morning[1]. We were given some bright pink post-it notes. Told to take one, & write on it Two things to “offer to God” on  this morning. I took Matt G. to mean “faults or failings or weaknesses” though after a while I wasn’t sure if others had chosen any offering; even the sacrifice of a good thing. Any way I stuck with what I thought he wanted for then. Then he took us all outside under a tree, to a hole that had already been dug with a shovel & offered us the opportunity to personally put our note into the hole & put some of the dirt onto it. During this process I looked up & noticed about 20 galahs, lined along the branches or hovering above, watching; who then flew off as we finished:

About a score of bird
(with “post-it notes” of pink)
were watching (& they heard)
a score of “birds” (small wink)

below them at their tree,
a score of people stood,
and listened to Matt G.
& offered up to Good

some things they weren’t proud of
(& maybe good things too?)
for worms to eat
to make the sweet
good soil as they do
(with poo).


(Of my two; a failing
that I wrote on that pink
sticky-note was “ailing
‘bout what ‘they’, of me, think.)

They took their pink-ish notes
& buried them below
the tree where sits (or floats)
the score of birds (or so).

And these, the witnesses,
then flew off with news-sing
“the human litmus-es[2]
show life is renewing”.

And the breeze that blew may
have brought the spirit/breath (in)
that came that “Jordan” day
Jesus pre-buried death (sin).




[1] Wednesday morning; 11 April 2012

[2] A “litmus paper” is a small note of  coloured paper, which when torn from its book & dipped into a liquid turns a shade of pink or blue, which colour in turn shows the acidity/alkalinity of the liquid it is dipped in. This could show various things about what is growing, or could grow, in or with, that liquid.

2012-01-01

THIS YEAR


    THIS YEAR AD (2012ff)

This year my God, I'm growing
in your grace, & life & love,
in thoughtfulness & knowing,
"in" the one come from above.

Lord Jesus, I'm glad you came,
& now glad you've gone away!
You knew my weakness & shame,
so sent your spirit to stay.

Where I need my deepest growth,
(as body grows the weaker)
is in spirit & will, both,
so, things don't look the bleaker!

My propensity is clear -
to seize upon what's "concrete";
part is need (so you came here),
& part weakness (you're discrete)...

You've sent us your own spirit
to infect us with your love
of truth, & folk, (I hear it)
and of the ONE above.

2011-12-03

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2011-10-28

How can it be that GOD is OUR helper?

God you are our helper,
(now how does that work out?
-you're our rock & shelter)

to think, instead of pout.

You, you are our model,
our Father & our friend;
and sometimes we're hobbled
to save us from OUR
"ends".

Part of me is trait'rous.
Please grow in us your son,
else your love abate 'nus
and Satan will have won!

Thank you for permission
to come to your own throne:
Help us in this mission,
to honour you a
lone.

And yet we know you're not
so “lone”, (and yet you are);
with Jesus "calling shots"
under your umbrella.

Help us dig out our good
gifts, where they cause some sin,
so no thing ever should
stop us from entering in!

And more than that it's you
we want to enter in,
that all of us be True
to your Life's Way to win!


28October, 
2thous&11
years since Christ walked over
Earth, then went to HEAVEN!