Today I saw someone post this on social media. I laughed. Perhaps we can laugh together on a Monday. Continue reading
Category Archives: poetry
When All Around Is Falling
When all around is falling, you think it must be your time;
To feel the pain of others, it must be the clock has chimed.
Drawing you in with a scent that seems so sweet;
You never taste the smell that drowns you in the deep. Continue reading
C.S. Lewis on Poetry
For my birthday, I was given a gift card to Barnes & Noble. It’s great to know the people in my life know me so well – coffee, beer and books. I’m pretty easy to please!
So I stopped in to Barnes & Noble over the weekend to browse the shelves to see if I might find a candidate worth purchasing with my gift card. I did find something. My choice fell to C.S. Lewis’s Reflections on the Psalms. I decided on it because a) I’m teaching Old Testament Survey this semester, and we’ll take a whole 3-hour session to cover biblical poetry and the Psalms and b) knowing I teach at a creative-hub, such as Visible Music College, it seems appropriate to share C.S. Lewis’s thoughts on the Psalms. Here was a creative and imaginative giant. More a philosopher and story-writer, over and above being a poet. Yet still, I believe he’ll have some beautiful thoughts to offer on the Psalms.
Here’s something I came across in the Intro chapter on God’s desire to speak, or incarnate, through poetry: Continue reading
Out of the Corner of My Eye
Just a few days ago, I shared about a newly published book: A Farewell to Mars: An Evangelical Pastor’s Journey Toward the Biblical Gospel of Peace by Brian Zahnd. I started reading the book a couple of days ago. This morning, as I was finishing up ch.1, I read a poem that Zahnd penned. It was written in 2008, a couple of years after God began to radically change his perspective on war and violence.
I leave it for you to ponder.
And though the Kindle version of the book is no longer going for free, you can still get it for a kind $3.82. Continue reading
Death Be Not Proud
Recently, a friend of mine – a lady who, along with her husband, had a very pastoral role in the life of myself & my wife – passed away. She has a great story, one which included a tragic accident of falling down her home stairs in 2001, on the brink of death. In the end, she was left paralyzed, continuing on for another 13 years.
Her story is captured in the book, Falling Into His Grace.
The Prodigal Thought 