Only a simple shepherd, leading my flock
Through the barren hills toward town.
How could I know that my life would be forever changed
By the star above me shining down?
Only a simple shepherd, I peered into the stable;
Led to see a little baby, lain between the horse and sheep.
How could I know know that the world would be changed
By this little babe before me asleep?
-Just a little Christmas story poem that I started writing the other day.
"The place where God calls you is the place where your deep gladness and the world's deep hunger meet." Frederick Buechner
Saturday, December 21, 2013
Wednesday, November 6, 2013
Poem: Forgotten by the Sunshine
Shadowed, entangled paths lie before me,
Chaining me down in my uncertainty.
How long can I stay alive when
Each day brings me closer to the edge of doubt?
Have I been forgotten by the sunshine?
I need a new light to guide me.
How can I make it through this dark night
When I’ve lost sight of the way before me?
If I push and fight with every ounce of my being,
Will I make it through this web of disbelief that
has ensnared me?
Have I been forgotten by the sunshine?
I need a new light to guide me.
Where is it from which the light will come?
Which mountain must I best,
Which road must I conquer,
To find the dawn of revelation ready to light the
steps before me?
Have I been forgotten by the sunshine?
I need this light to guide me.
Has this been a hopeless task?
Have I squandered my life in search of purpose and
direction?
Can I raise my head to feel the rush of
enlightenment overtake me?
Which day will bring with it my salvation?
Will we ever be forgotten by the sunshine?
Have I found the light to guide me?
Hope and direction come in the simplest ways,
Brushing away the shadows of doubt that entangle.
The wounds of the past will heal each new day;
Hope is enough to pull me away from the edge of
doubt.
Never forgotten by the sunshine;
I’ve
got a new light to guide me.
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