Tag Archives: poetry

Prayer of the Day – October 3rd

“…as a child…”

Father, you have loved us; you love us now; you will love us forever. Your love passes knowledge. It is like a warm, sunlit ocean enfolding the tiny islet of my life; I swim in it, but can never reach its limits. I thank you for the depth and length of your love.
-Daily Prayers: A Classic Collection.

Asked and Answered…

When I ponder the magnitude
Of my prayer list  and wonder
When Heaven will beckon my call…

As I tune up my attitude
And ponder out yonder
How many answers I’ve seen overall!

I begin to count the multitude
The great overall number
Then realize I can’t count them all…

Because God in His fortitude
Never sleeps, never slumbers
But answers my requests, no matter how tall!

-the walrus

Love Overcomes Fear

1 John 4:18 (NIV)
18  There is no fear in love. But perfect love drives out fear, because fear has to do with punishment. The one who fears is not made perfect in love.
The End Result of Love
Fear does no good
and Tears us down;
I don’t want any
Fear around!
Love is good and
builds you up!
You need more love
to overflow your cup.
And when it’s over,
All said and done…
God thanks you for
Helping out His Son.
If we can love
and cast out fear,
We’ll have eternal life
When we leave here!
-the walrus

One of My Favorite Poems

Trees” (1913)
I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree.
A tree whose hungry mouth is prest

Against the earth’s sweet flowing breast;

A tree that looks at God all day,
And lifts her leafy arms to pray;Black and white portrait of poet Joyce Kilmer from his 1908 Columbia University yearbook

A tree that may in summer wear

A nest of robins in her hair;

Upon whose bosom snow has lain;
Who intimately lives with rain.
Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a tree.

-(Alfred) Joyce Kilmer

An Ode to Sameness

An Ode to Sameness

It’s a mystery to me…
I wake up happy
And others, grumpy.

So much in common
Differences seemingly nil
Same house, same milieu
Everything the same as you

I try to make everything fit
The same, but don’t you know
It’s a shame, the response to sameness
Differs somewhat, and behold…

What delights one, frustrates another
It pleases you and angers your brother;
And neither can see the other’s side
The brother, the sister, the groom, the bride…

Who can celebrate this diversity
When we only want harmony?
It’s a mystery to me…

-the walrus