The Seasons and I

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Gentle rains sprinkled their drops
Upon your seeds of infancy;
You burst forth in innocent rapture
Richly adorned with velvet greens.

Warm rays of sunshine soothed your bosom;
You sparkled with bright colorful displays.
Mature and strong were your gestures,
Fulfilling your designated plan.

Rustling in with cool, dry breezes
Autumn interrupted your attempt at glory,
Fading away your majestic beauty,
Leaving you stooped, wrinkled and grey.

Abruptly entered cold, harsh winter,
Drawing to a close the role you played,
Blanketing you in pure, white finery

For
Services
Rendered…
Such are the seasons and I.

The Holocaust Happened!

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Knuckles of uniformed SS troops
Knocking

Voices hushed, hidden behind doors,
Talking

Feet of frantic ones shuffling, slowly
Walking

Spirits of bravery waning, yet still
Balking

Train cars swallowing up entire families
Shocking

Gassed bodies at death camps ghastly
Gawking

Nazi soldiers crazed, hatefully defiant,
Mocking

Dead body after dead body after dead body
Clocking

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Holocaust time at . . .
Auschwitz-Birkenau
Belzec
Bergen-Belsen
Bogdanovka
Buchenwald
Chelmno
Dachau
Gross-Rosen
Herzogenbusch
Janowska
Jasenovac
Kaiserwald
Majdanek
Maly Trostenets
Mauthausen-Gusen
Neuengamme
Ravensbrück
Sachsenhausen
Sajmište
Salaspils
Sobibór
Stutthof
Theresienstadt
Triblinka
Uckermark
Warsaw

Holocaust Day: the day of remembrance.

Never forget!

Looking for Me?

 

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Welcome to my house. It’s getting old and shabby, I know. It’s not a big house, only five feet and two inches. The roof is a medium brown and grey tweed, blending well with the olive tinted exterior. What really pops are the two deep-blue windows which reflect the distinctive characteristics of the tenant…ME!

Come on in and let’s get acquainted.

Howdy! It‘s nice to meet you. By the way, I just love your house. Really cool roof color. Don’t mind my house; it needs a new coat of paint. But I won’t be needing it much longer.

Did you know we are made of three separate parts? Yep, we have a body, mind and spirit. We’ve already compared and sized up the bodily component. Voila, ready or not, here we are! Our houses have a way of standing out, don’t they?

It’ll be harder for you to see my inner person, my mind and spirit, mainly because they are intangible. So sit down for a spell and listen up; you just might learn a thing or two about me. Maybe I’ll learn more about myself too.

A mind is a strange thing. Mysterious and eerie, like a jet plane flying so high in the sky, one cannot see it, only hear it. Sometimes it’s occluded by clouds. We’ll never figure out all the dynamics of our minds, because they are quite intricate organs. I strive daily to know my inner self. Even the Bible advises us to “know thyself”. Easier said than done, right?

My mind is a tool that helps me survive, to understand the world around me. I have learned responsibility and a moral sense of right and wrong. I have free will rights to anything I want to do, but along with this free will comes a conscience, an entity I can’t see or hold, yet it is there as certainly as my physical aspects.

I’ve heard the still small voice of my Creator that bids me love others as He loves me, forgive others as He forgives my sins, and to tell the “good news” to the world. My mind knows His voice and my body obeys His directions.

My spirit is that essence within me that searches the recessed corners of many rooms in my house, making sure that all is well. It’s that “finger to finger” touch Michelangelo portrayed in his fresco of Adam reaching out for God. I find it a vital exercise for my physical and mental health to reach up and touch God’s hand every day.

Hopefully you have gotten to know me better, and I look forward to peeking inside you one day.

Let’s end with an exercise that involves all three aspects of the inner person…prayer. Pray always, earnestly and fervently.

“Take the time to reach up for God; He’s reaching down for you. “
~Marijohn Wilkin
Shalom.

A Rainy Fling

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A little drop of rain, quite a dainty thing,

Can be a harbinger of a grand stormy fling.

Itty dribs of rain, combined a million times,

Slush themselves into a cloud-bursting chime.

Tiny raindrops tap, a pitty-patter prance,

Tinkling out a soft-shoe clicky-clacky dance.

Ploppy rain drops clomp, a splatty-slitty smash,

Thunking like men in a five hundred yard dash.

Rain is thirsted after like dry-on-dusty dirt

Showering the earth in teeny tiny squirts.

Eager eyes anticipate the end of the day

When that glorious rainbow films its display.

Hallelujah!

Thanks!

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Psalm 107:21–“Oh, that mankind would praise the Lord for His goodness and for His wonderful works to the children of men!”

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Even though. . .
We rebelled against the words of God… We were bound in affliction and sins… We despised the counsel of the Most High… We hated all manner of His sustenance… We drew near to the gates of death… We were at our wits end… We were brought low through affliction, oppression and sorrow…

Despite all this. . .
His mercy endures forever.
He redeemed us from the enemy.
He delivered us from hunger, thirst, and despair.
He leads us in the right path.
He satisfies the longing soul.
He fills the hungry soul with goodness.
He brings us out of darkness.
He brought us from the shadow of death.
He broke our chains asunder.
He sent his word and healed us.
He calms the angry seas and storms.
He keeps affliction away.
He watches over us like a shepherd.

“Whoever is wise and will see these things, they shall understand the loving kindness of the Lord!”

~Shalom

Can You See Him?

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Luke 15:20 “…But when he was yet a great way off, his father saw him and had compassion…”

 

“Beneath the Cross of Jesus” has always been a favorite hymn of mine. It bores deeply to the very core of my being. As I sing the second verse my throat lumps up, my heart skips a beat and I am transported to that God-forsaken hill, standing in the shadow of my tormented and tortured Savior.

“Upon the cross of Jesus
Mine eyes at times can see
The very dying form of one
Who suffered there for me:
And from my stricken heart with tears,
Two wonders I confess–
The wonders of redeeming love
And my unworthiness.”
~Elizabeth C. Clephane

 

Trembling, mumbling, praying, hurting and crying, I kneel and bow before the King of kings and Lord of lords. His blood-drained form beckons me look up… and I see… the wonders of redeeming love and my unworthiness.

Imagine having a father who loves us despite our deliberate disobedience, our numerous jaunts in the dirty gutters of shame, repetitive relishments in the pits of selfishness, or years of rejection when we forsook his direction. How a holy God could hear our pleas for forgiveness, much less pardon our iniquities.

Sins come wrapped in a package that can only be bought by a sinless person. What a dilemma for mankind! No person has ever lived a sin-free life.

But wait. The priceless wonders of God’s redeeming love are mind-boggling. You see… His love covers our sins and remembers them no more.

“Why? How?” you ask.

Well… a long time ago God came down from heaven in the form of His Son Jesus and paid the ransom for our sins. The cost was death to the Redeemer. Jesus was savagely whipped, flayed and mocked til His body was almost bled out, with crucifixion being the final indignity.

Hanging by three stout nails pounded through His hands and feet onto a rugged slab of wood, He saw us afar off atop that hill called Calvary. He died a slow, horribly agonizing death, for you, me, and all who believe in His redemption and saving grace.

What a Redeemer!  What a Savior!

His death and suffering would not have saved us from the fires of hell if not for what happened three days later, His resurrection.

Rising from His grave, He set the captives free from the hold of hell, loosing the bonds of death over them. He lives forever, and so shall we!

He rose up into heaven to reign with His Father and is preparing our eternal home. The Holy Spirit was sent to enlighten our way through Bible study, as Jesus unceasingly prays for our souls. Oh, my, the wonder of it all!

The next vision that we see is a stark contrast to the sinless form of a holy Son: our utterly depraved unworthiness. We are all so undeserving of His love and grace. No matter how hard we try, we can’t make ourselves good enough to approach a holy God.

Looking upon our soiled garments, our spirits can only cry out earnestly as with the prophet Isaiah, “Woe is me! I am undone!”

   Helen H. Lemmel eloquently penned:

“Turn your eyes upon Jesus;

Look full in His wonderful face,

And the things of earth will grow strangely dim

In the light of His glory and grace.”

What’s It All About?

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Do not go around saying that the world owes you a living; it owes you nothing; it was here first. –Mark Twain

During a practice session a world-famous skier falls, injuring her skull and landing her in a hospital. She struggled to come out of a coma in I.C.U.

A 7-month old baby boy lies in perilous condition with a fever, earaches, and swollen eardrums. He suffers from the ravages of a common yet deadly bacterium.

A faithful follower of Christ suffers from mouth and tongue cancer for months and months, finally succumbing in an agonizing ordeal.

What is life all about? Is God fair?

Life is a struggle for most people, always has been, always will be. We are born, live, then perish and return to the dust from whence we came.

A little refresher course on life: God created mankind to worship and fellowship with Him, obey Him and love Him. Our disobedience in the Garden of Eden put the whammy on the obedience aspect. The bond was shattered. We were booted out of the Garden and sentenced with many curses.

The entire earth and everything living in it was afflicted. God knew all this would happen yet continued with His program formulated in the beginning, before any thing was created. He still loved us, desired fellowship with us, and wanted us to worship and love Him in return. He provided a way to restore mankind’s fellowship with Him and open up heaven’s realm as our spiritual resting place.

Therefore…”God so loved the world that He gave His only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in Him should not perish but have everlasting life. For God sent not His Son into the world to condemn the world but that the world through Him might be saved.” John 3:16

So we continue with the curses but have a conditional reprieve. Physically we shall live with pain, suffering, and evil things but have the option of spending our eternity in heaven or in hell. God gave us a way out– he came down from heaven in the form of a man and became like us. He was the perfect sacrifice for our sins, because no sin was found in Him. He was Messiah, Jesus Christ. He dwelt among us and preached the kingdom of God.

Mankind did not want to hear this and decided to kill Christ. He was sentenced to death as a blasphemer. He sacrificed his life on a wooden cross to pay the penalty for all mankind’s sins. He died and was buried according to the custom of the day. However, three days later He rose from the tomb and overcame the power of death. Thus, He opened the door to heaven to all those who believe that He died for their sins.

So, what is life all about? Life is about being born by the grace of God, living life by the grace of God, dying by the grace of God and spending eternity with Him in heaven . . .by His grace.

Is God fair? He is our Creator. He has made us from the dust of the earth. He has made us to fellowship with Him, love Him and dwell with Him. In order to dwell with Him someday throughout eternity, we must become like Him. Thus, life is a growing process for equipping us for heaven. Growing spiritually while down here on earth is not easy, but grow we must to be fit for heaven.

What happens to us if we are not fit for heaven? We are fit for hell, a decision we make ourselves. It’s called free will. We are free to make our own destiny. God offers us a pardon, a fair exchange for our sins. Jesus Christ is the redeeming factor, our ticket to heaven.

That is a fair exchange in my mind. But what about all the suffering we must go through? Everyone goes through suffering. Not a soul squeaks through life free of suffering. The sad part is– the souls who negate God’s pardon have all eternity to agonize with more suffering, for ever and ever and ever. I’ll take the chastening and guiding rod if that’s what it takes, because I know at the end of that road are the out-stretched arms of Jesus.

For ever and ever and ever. In Heaven.

Yes, God is fair. Ask Paul, John, Peter, James, Stephen, Luke, Matthew, Timothy, Mary, Martha, Andrew, Philip, Bartholomew, Thomas, Thaddeus, Simon, John the baptizer, Mark, Anna, Matthias, Lois, Prochorus, Nicanor, Timon, Parmenas, Nicolas, Dorcas, Cornelius, Philemon, Barnabas, Lazarus, and trillions more.

“Therefore most gladly, I will rather boast in my infirmities, that the power of Christ may rest upon me.”

2 Cor. 12:9