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Posts tagged ‘love’

The Wildflowers Still Bloom

[Written in response to /protest against the Charlottesville, Virginia, madness.]

The wildflowers still bloom
No matter what your religion is,
What color your skin is,
How much money you have,
Or what neighborhood you live in.

The trees don’t ask,
“Shall I give my shade
Only to certain people —
Those of a certain color,
Those who are rich?”

The mountains still stand
When the poor walk on them,
When the oppressed tread their paths.

The ocean waves
Go in and out
Whether the children splashing in them
Are educated or not.

The birds don’t sing
Only for the perfect —
Perfectly healthy,
Perfectly formed
In mind and body.

The sun shines
And the rain falls
On the just and the unjust.

Shall I withhold my love
From another
For any reason?

God does not.
He sends the rain and the sun
On all peoples.
He gives the beauty of His creation
To each person, each day.

Let me learn from Him.

Suffering Servant

Weighed down
By our sin and suffering,
You sweated blood.
How did you persevere?

Knowing the evil within us,
You still loved us.

Having mercy,
You forgave.
You healed.

Confronting evil,
You were crucified.

Freely laying down your life,
You took it up again.

Savior of the world,
Save us!

Days in the Doldrums

Days in the doldrums —
No breath of air —
Heat hanging like limp hair.

Is this our fate?
To sit paralyzed by hate,
Unable to move?

Or will we let the Spirit’s breath,
Like freshening breeze,
Cool hearts oppressed by dread dis-ease,
And so bring deepening love?

How can we move
Without His power?
The darkest hour
Is brightened by
The Spirit’s power.

In Dust and Rain

You lifted me up, for a while.
I flew like a butterfly on weightless wings,
But I had to come down to earth.

I am a worm now, crawling in the mud.
But worms make way for growing things,
For trees, and flowers, and birds that sing.

It’s all the same,
In dust and rain,
In joy or pain.

Love has to hurt —
So life gives birth,
And pain gives way to joy.

You Planted the Seed

An allegory of God’s Love

 

You planted the seed of Love in my heart
You watered it
You waited patiently

One day I broke through the ground
You sent the sun and rain

You watched over me
I continued to grow

Flowers appeared
You sent the bees and bugs to pollinate

Sometimes I fell ill
You tended me until I mended

You fertilized the barren soil of my heart

Fruit began to show
You fertilized my heart again

When the fruit was ripe
Others picked it
It was sweet and refreshing

Sometimes you would prune me
At first I was angry —
How could you hurt me that way?
But then I noticed:
After the pruning, I would bear more fruit

I grew older
There was less fruit now
But still good

Sometimes there was bad fruit
You returned it to the earth
To be transformed and to nourish other plants

Sometimes fruit fell to the ground
To begin new plants

I am old now
Dry and shriveled
Soon I will return to the earth

But the seeds that fell
Will continue to grow
Watered by Your Love

The Quiet King

Do you ever feel like the Drummer Boy?
Nothing to bring to the quiet King.
Nothing to give, except your sin.

Do you ever look inside yourself,
But empty finding, look above.
It’s only there, that there is Love.

And then open your heart to let Him in.

I Can’t Make You

I can’t make you change,
I can’t make you see what I see,
But I can love you.

We don’t see eye to eye,
Sometimes you make me cry;
But I can love you.

I’ve given up the fight
Of trying to prove I’m right –
But still I love you.

Don’t have to have my way,
And maybe I can stay,
And learn to love you.

I can’t make you love me,
I can’t make you like me,
I can’t make you understand me,
I can’t make you agree with me;
But I can accept you.

Tell Me Your Story

What is in your heart?
I cannot know,
Except through long years,
And even then, my picture is incomplete.

What can we know of others?
Only by what they say and do,
But mostly by what they do.

How can I know you?
Will I ask you many questions?
Will you lie or tell the truth?

How can I live with you,
Unless we are both honest,
Although honesty can hurt.

How can I love you
Unless I know you?

How can I know you
Unless you share your heart?

How can I love you? —
Tell me your story —
That may be the start.

Sleepless (#1)

Sleepless nights
And restless days;
I wake at one,
And then I pray.

 What are you trying to teach me, Lord?
Why can’t I hear Your voice?
I beat against Your heart, so good;
Don’t seem to have a choice.

 There’s something that You’re saying;
My ears are all stopped up.
I need a precious miracle;
Don’t let me now give up.

Extending through the mists of time —
The mystery of Your love divine.
If I could grasp that love so deep,
My heart and mind would be at peace.

Unrelenting Love

Speechless and mute —
Words can’t express —
The depth of Your love’s
Tenderness

Boundless, infinite —
Your love divine —
Extending through
All place and time

Patient, enduring –
Deep wounds now healing —
Fills all our yearning

The wages of sin —
God’s redemption reins in

Aft’ Adam’s fall
Your mercy cures all

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