I took the wrong path. I made wrong choices And listened at times, to all the wrong voices I was ever so stubborn, had to do it my way And wondered why later I had to pay My mind overpowered what my spirit would say I’d too many daydreams that got in the way I […]
from the album “Scenic Routes” (Music and lyrics by Terry Taylor) Politicians, morticians, Philistines, homophobes Skinheads, Dead heads, tax evaders, street kids Alcoholics, workaholics, wise guys, dim wits Blue collars, white collars, war mongers, peace nicks Chorus Breathe deep Breathe deep the Breath of God Breathe deep Breathe deep the Breath of God Suicidals, rock […]
Are you standing at “Wit’s End Corner,” Christian, with troubled brow? Are you thinking of what is before you, And all you are bearing now? Does all the world seem against you, And you in the battle alone? Remember–at “Wit’s End Corner” Is just where God’s power is shown. Are you standing at “Wit’s End […]
The old man turned to me and asked, “How many friends have you?” Why 10 or 20 friends have I And named off just a few…. He rose quite slow with effort And sadly shook his head A lucky child are you To have so many friends he said But think of what you’re saying […]
(A Reflection on 2 Timothy 4: 9-22) Work with messages not myth Be persistent, Whether the travails of time Don happy or sad masks Exhort others with Good News Cloak words with patience Ears will hear fashion’s folly I equip you dear servant, You live in my heart, A mansion of many rooms, There drink […]
When you’re tired and worn at the close of day And things just don’t seem to be going your way, When even your patience has come to an end, Try taking time out and confide in a friend. Perhaps he, too, may have walked the same road With a much troubled heart and burdensome load, […]
by John E. Roberts They say that I am growing old; I’ve heard them tell it times untold, In language plain and bold—- But I am NOT growing old. This frail old shell in which I dwell Is growing old, I know full well— But I am not the shell. What if my hair is […]
Foxfire God is my secret; he knows I’m his girl. You don’t know what he’s like. Sometimes he licks my face like a cat lapping cream. I almost caught him once, but he disappeared down the bole of an oak. I know he loves me because he gives me presents. I found a bottle cap […]
The park bench was deserted as I sat down to read Beneath the long, straggly branches of an old willow tree. Disillusioned by life with good reason to frown, For the world was intent on dragging me down. And if that weren’t enough to ruin my day, A young boy out of breath approached me, […]
ABOU Ben Adhem (may his tribe increase!) Awoke one night from a deep dream of peace, And saw, within the moonlight in his room, Making it rich, and like a lily in bloom, An Angel writing in a book of gold: Exceeding peace had made Ben Adhem bold, And to the Presence in the room […]