Please pray they say..

Sam asks for some prayer
pray with me like this.
Satan be aware
Sam's owned by Jesus!

Samuel Lewis Paul
Truman Quin Heer Walk-
in the way of all
true, good men; don't baulk.

God give him boldness
to move on and let
your hope, not coldness
and hopelessness get

into his heart, but
to trust as your son,
your way is no rutt,
your vindication

will come and last for
longer than time will.
We'll enter the door:
Your will, not my will!

Your will's Yeshua
and when we listen
to him we're sure
that if no glisten

of light comes at once,
that's still not the end;
he may seem a dunce
but he is my friend

and because he is
I'm learning to keep
a friendship like his
rather than not weep.

If HE would now weep,
I want to as well.
I don't want to keep
ignoring the smell

of death that's around
about this-here world.
God help us abound
with Love, round Truth curled.

Thanks too that he warned
his friends of the cross,
but also adorned
it with more than loss:

those three days before
you raised him right up
they couldn't ignore,
for he drank the cup,

the cup of "potion"
that kills this life's cells,
grants to devotion
God's life, not our hells.

And he goes straight to
that place of the shades,
he won't debate to
smash all that degrades.

Hallelu, lu-yah!
This son of Adarm
brings heaven to ya,
saves ya from true harm!

She's visiting Mum ... who has been quite sick ... O God, may she come ... to rest - like a wick

Hope you are well
my precious gall
& that your mum
's not overcome

by sickness and
disease of breath..
Help her to stand,
and take her rest,

rest as needs be
before onslaughts,
'n after, if she
needs to. No thoughts

of what she SHOULD
do, from ideals.
That would be good
to rest, in wheels

of providence
where she is looked
after, and whence
comes good things cooked

up by the storm
there in Heaven,
none are forlorn,
children given

joy on their face,
fresh from "Father"
whose love is traced...
Mary/ Martha.

Events conspire to strand two brothers..

God, please give your wisdom
so both of these brothers.
won't worship a system,
or compare with others.

Please help them to do what
can be done in serving,
as they open to what
path your spirit's curving

round about, or straightly,
through these events that come
down the pitch here lately,
at times we feel quite dumb.

Just to say: You've cared for
us right throughout the week,
and so we have shared more,
and we're learning to speak...

Speak the truth in love, and
quickly listen much more,
be more like a dove and
serpent who gives much thought.

FLEMMINGS FEED N FUN WII-TH WALKERS

Six people met and had tea
at Canob'las Lake today,
last day of twenty-fifteen.
We had a swim and a play.

There was Jack, and Siri too,
swimming and "scaring" folk "in",
we swam out to the pontoon
and loved the cool of the swim.

They moved to Orange this year,
kids are now on holidays,
to Ulladulla next year#
where they will swim in the waves.

Wonder if they'll take a Wee(?)
there on their Beach Holiday?
They talked about it you see,
I was left wondering away...

How will they NOT take a wee?
Or, for that matter a poo?
I know what happens to me
when I try not to, but do!

Hope it won't wreck up their break
- if they decide not to wee.
They won't be stuffing with cake,
or having soft-drink or tea.

Well, in a few weeks we'll see
how this break goes for them all,
they might not eat or drink tea
'gain with Katrina & Paul.

#(in 2 days time)

please pray with me about a ute, to be tomorrow quite astute..

God you said if we lack
wisdom, then to ask you.
Please help Sam on this track,
about cars and cash too;

to know what to offer,
and what not to look for;
please God, bless his coffer,
in this choice to book more.

Please help him to listen
to the things that are true,
that his life will glisten
with a plain trust in you.

And make him and his stuff
a blessing to those folk
that he will have enough
even when he is broke.

Amen

a Christian lad, feeling Christmas bad

Old mate, just heard from Danny you're finding things hard, and that he asked you round for tea. Bless that dear brother, and through him you.

Thinking of you and this came out...

Old mate,     don't wait
to let             toilet
waste           taste
like shit,       spew it
to God          the bod
who loves    (not shoves).
Tell him        what lim-
-its feel        quite real
and rest       your best
and worst,   quite first,
on him          though dim
to your          mind for
we don't       (or won't)
see much.    Our crutch
for broke-    -en folk
is strong      (not "wrong"),
and we         needy
and sick       must quick
lean on         it long
& straight,    so mate
I think           your "drink"
& "food"        must crude-
-ly put          be naught
but him        whose win
is told           in cold
hard love.    Above
all, know      each flow
of life            means "knife",
not to           your new
cre-a-          -tion way,
but to           that Blue
Thing Dead which said,
(and still      it will)
"poor me",   zombie.

Christmas gift

A child has been born for us, a son has been given to us, and the government is on His shoulders. 
He is called Wonderful Counsellor, Mighty God, The Everlasting Father, The Prince of Peace. Isaiah 9:6 (PM Version)

A child has been born to us, & for us, 
a son's been given to humanity, 
and the government is on His shoulders.
He's called Wonderful Counsellor, Mighty

God, The Everlasting Father, The Prince 
of Peace, with all the pieces brought to gath-
-er as does a hen call to all it's chicks
and shelter them that so they may life have,

even if she loses her own quite quick.
The mother clucking hen would loose her life
to a fox or fire, yet save each small chick.
Such governmental ways are not with knife,

but the rule of love which finds that it lays
new life very fragile into a nest,
and more protective than selfish, it pays
with it's life laid down to protect the rest.

What a "god" of a man must this ONE be(!)
who could use as symbol: lamb or mum-hen,
and ride, not on stalion but on donkey,
and look to eat some roadside fruit back then.

His rule was one of love & understanding
not domination that we normally see,
yet he doesn't baulk at strong comm-and-ing
of fever, tree, the stormy wind and sea,

as well as demon spirits/ parasites
on a person's life, he told them off strong.
And we are glad to "keep him in our sights"
to grow in us his good, save us from wrong!

(after Isaiah 9:6 PM Version) PW

Christmas Connections

May Love not grow dim,
hope Dad's phone comes to
serve God under him,
and serve both of you.

God, help them to win
at taming this thing
so it won't begin
to rule as their king.

Please give them your peace
and please keep them safe
that they be released
- in your love always.

Please bring them to us
and help us to bear
your love (with it's fuss)
when all together,

Before today has gone,
hope to see you some
time before too long,
Love you Dad & Mum.

You're at Les & Carm's
(park on a flat place).
But if caravan's
bung, come to our place.

inviting the Southern Mission Leader to Orange in NSW.

One day in twenty sixteen
the Frosties came to Orange
(wasn't to Wales where they'd been,
they didn't climb up Blorenge*).

May take a day or more ta
come to this town of colour
(especially in the Autumn),
but know now from this far-la:

you can stay more in this place
than one day; a week or two
could be good to show your face
and to let your face show you.

But in the Winter months here
hot-drums are gas and log fired;
it twice had white snow last year,
some-times mulled wine is re-quired..

Burrandong's not far away
whenever water's in it
sail-boards and some boats might play,
or swim & picnic visit...

I wonder if a visot
from Southern Mission Leader
might encourage teams a lot
and be an "ideas feeder"?

For "Prophets aren't un-honoured
ex-cept in the town they live",
and you can bet upon it
they'd take all that you can give.

* Blorenge is the name of a mountain in Wales.

Moving house - in, & out, & round about... humiliate, shows love (not hate).

Oh God of gods

please help these bods

with dis appoint-

meant by anoint-

-ted one to share

with him this care-

ful life down here

with war so near.

Please bring recall

this day (e'en small)

that helps them hold

on and be bold

since your own son

& daughter's won

the victory

in that one Gees-

-us, we're joined to

him who stayed true

'cause your love knew

him all way through...

Shell Gall.

I a bit recall
Shelley very small,
sometimes cry & shriek,
smile and gurgle quick...

God, what lovely plans
you had for your lambs
who would gambol/ play
around you all day.

Even when they're sad,
sick, or they've been "had",
they can raise their eyes
upward to the Skies

in expectation
of one who's nascent
in every good thing
(and does not mind "bling“)

I remember well
Shelley as a gall,
sometimes up to tricks,
loyalty that sticks.

Working as "partner"
with the great gardener,
(or maybe ART'ner)
who'll raise us “smartner"!

These failing bodies,
times feel like shodies,
but I s'pose we learn
patience, wait our turn,

and good things I see
which grow in Shelley
and in the compost
of good things been lost.

So I'm glad to hear
of Shell's added year.
When bad things appear,
don't think she'll be smeared...

But I know it takes
courage till she wakes
up through end of "birth"
as we leave old Earth.

Who knows how much more
time we've got for sure
having these birthdays
in our bodies/ place?

So Hip, Hip, Hooray!
It's Shelley's birthday.
Love you lots li'l sis
Hope you will get this.

Long train, short walk . . Meet in Melbourne?

Paul B.,
We've just left on time
and we're expecting
a fast (and sublime)
rail trip, connecting

nine fifty am
(or nine fifty-two),
with you (if I can
make it there to you).

What if I ring you
as the train stops,
then I run out to
Spencer Street shops...

..could walk along it
until Lonsdale Street,
or would that prolong it -
'till we fine'ly meet?

Paul (Small) Walker

New Follent pair ... Lord, this be our prayer:

Lord keep them safe
as they onward go
from these Southlands
where as belle & beau

they tied the knot
and all went to "plan",
now we'll see what
in the Follent clan

is just "special":
a daughter (not born)
borne o'r threshold
of this new-life's morn

joining fam'ly
to further the cause
of Follent-y
style, culture, and lores..

So please Father,
for so we call you,
KEEP them (rather,
help them to KEEP true)

safe from evil
and harm as they go,
make them dang'rous
to what's from below.

Give them your peace
as they move and meet
may loves release,
may their rest be sweet.

...

Thinking of Les & Carm travelling to Melbourne...

Lord keep them safe
as they onward go
to the Southlands
where their belle & beau

will tie the knot
if all goes to plan,
and we'll see what
in the Follent clan

is just "special":
a daughter (not born)
borne o'r threshold
of the new-life's morn

joining fam'ly
to further the cause
of Follent-y
culture, style, and lores..

So please Father,
for so we call you,
KEEP them (rather,
help them to KEEP true)

safe from evil
and harm as they go,
make them dang'rous
to what's from below.

Give them your peace
as they move and meet
may loves release,
may their rest be sweet.

11Dec2015AD