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Thursday, May 31, 2012

Refining Words


High priest Caiphas

spoke God’s word

of truth despite

selfish plan instead now

adhered to true sovereign's will.

Could not see beyond

human power yet performed

his role in history

and lost soul’s desire.

Heart can only serve self or Son.

John 11

Monday, May 28, 2012

Refining Words


Trembling we hide

in dark warm shelter,

take a deep breath

slowly creep toward

a thin crack of light.

shudder in dismay

as enemies approach

too vast, too strong-

no escape.

Suddenly realize

a barrier is set

invisible throughout

the light. Haven now

impenetrable. Lean

in relief against wall,

recognize your hand

holding us. Forever-

we rest.

John 10

Thursday, May 24, 2012

Refining Words


Under Shakespeare’s deft

hand a comedy perhaps

had he written this scene

verbal ping pong, slapstick

humor, repetitive dialog.

In reality a tragedy

as each person sought

answers apart from responsibility

or Common sense, accusations

sought a target instead of truth.

Denied man’s healing

saw only rules-rules

broken on holy Sabbath

but not the miracle of vision

contained in worship.

John 9

Monday, May 21, 2012

Refining Words

Inner pulse of recognition
leads wanderer home
like animal instincts follow
homing design woven in creation.

For each creation a thread,
a hope, a light
capable of ignition
when faced with truth.

Unless drained of honesty,
empty-incapable of restoration
devoid of power
except lies.

Layer by layer
deadened in void
until connected to one
incapable of deception.

Holds a burning wick.

John 8

Thursday, May 17, 2012

Refining Words


Perfect body, hair

make-up. Magazine

photo in designer clothes.

Hiding bruises, scars

battered self-esteem,


Wall of perfection

keeps people distant.

Always ready with a smile,

a joke, encourages friend

‘keep the faith.’

Never serious enough

silent enough to respond

ask concern for well-being.

Broken heart, aching tears

hidden behind postured postcard.

We walk on by, unwilling--

unable--to pierce appearances,

bridge fa├žade and bear hope.

John 7

Monday, May 14, 2012

Refining Words


Stories, legends, myths,

songs abound convey

heroes’ courage,


All an image

symbol of one only.

Whose hands bestow

True words to fulfill

Soul fed lives

Own story for eternity

John 6

Thursday, May 10, 2012

Refining Words


At what point did awe


First a miracle performed,

hunger appeased

with gratitude received.

Then the potential drove crowds

to seek Him over distance,

dangerous waters.

Greed for perishable


Forgot manna’s history

one day’s needs at a time.

Heart hunger ongoing.

Worship alone sustains


John 6

Monday, May 7, 2012

Refining Words



Shaken to the core

Sabbath Healing!

Swept away the mystery

Scrutinized miracle

Smothered awe

Sacrilege made public

Sterile priesthood.

John 5

Thursday, May 3, 2012

Refining Words


Despair or hope?

which drew the blind,

lame, paralyzed to

Beth-zatha’s pool.

To seek release

from illness or from scorn

chance of healing or

community of peers

“Do you want to be

made well?”

question shook

invalid to his core

A choice. Long years

day by day came in

pain, situation hopeless

always another before him

Today a different

opportunity, new hope


stood up—walked.

John 5

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