To Give One’s Life
Uncle Buck: Best Comedy
Remembering something rich by Disney (I was ten)
Hand of Restraint
A Hand protects
A hand detains
And we are tossing in the mix.
We have God’s Word
We see the Cloud
We know that He
Is strong to fix.
So why this fret
His Timing yet
Will bring the
Best outcome
What Moses says
Seems best for Now
We wait and trust
Our promised Kingdom.
Growing Things, and Green
Thanks to André Rieu Orchestra…
And fauna…
T L was right on…
Permanence
Would have liked
To stay without end
Comes a conflict
A new trend
And cards get shuffled
For another deal.
Friends move on
Employments change
Dreams evaporate
Days re-arrange.
One might ask
What here is certain
Assured and real?
Tempt to fret
Good luck charms get
Prayers that wander
Through a host
Of strange “what-ifs”.
Wanting solid, sure
And safely
Not a bunch of nasty tiffs.
BUT let’s stop and
Seize the One Fact
So encouraging you
Understand.
We are ever
Yes Friend, ever
In God’s Hand.
Darkness in the Name of Light
This sort of thing
Must not go on
His lessons are so odd
He woos the Crowd
He rakes the proud
With His accounts of God.
He even calls
Him Father
A scandal seems to me
This dusty Wanderer
Makes the claim
Of present Deity.
It’s just too free and open
No hook of guilt applied
And We the Council
Must step in
To silence, crucify.
Our place of power
Is needful
Our rules and regs the best
To quickly act
And set Him back
And scheme for His arrest.
Any Kind of Music, It Seems
The Dutch in Maastricht. HHHMMM, not just tulips.
My Father had a stop in air travel once in Amsterdam. A few hours to stroll. Flowers everywhere. Canals. Smiling open-faced people.
Holland…I am also reminded of a neighbour across the street. Mr. Sweeton. He had been an officer with the Canadian Army involved in the liberation of Holland from Nazi Germany. He contended with a bad leg for the rest of his life. Casualty of combat, I thought. He and his wife Bernice would holiday often in that country. Thankful hearts all for Canadian intervention.
(I understand that annually our capital city Ottawa receives a gift of one million tulip bulbs. May-June in our City of canals will be breathtaking in colour.)
