God’s grace is like
The first fall breeze,
A certainty
That always catches me
By surprise.
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By Surprise
Month: September 2024
Questions and Answers
One asked, “Why do you think of me?” in awe.
He saw the stars, the heavens, and was filled
With holy fear, in wonder at the law
At work within the world. It left him stilled.
One asked, “Why do you think of me?” and wept
At losses greater than a man should know.
Accused but innocent, this one was kept
Alive to cry to heav’n from hell below.
One said, “Do this. Remember me,” and broke
The bread for broken questioners and poured
A cup for all the thirsty as he spoke
Of death and life and suff’ring and reward.
The third knows well the two, the joy, the strife.
Encompassed in his knowing is his life.
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The Return
The earth is gods and goblins ev’rywhere,
Host of antagonists attacking good
Through counterfeit and subterfuge, like wood
Too wet or rotten to be useful, fair
Of form but fearsome, felling those who dare
Distrust the king, stand where the prince has stood,
Lay claim the throne as if they ever could
Create, control, or care. But though the air
Be dark with smoke, there blows a hopeful breeze
That parts at points the shroud and shows the sky
And lets in light and warmth and something more:
A whisper of an answer to our pleas.
The king’s return is sure and drawing nigh.
He will arrive and bring an end to war.
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