Monday, March 24, 2008

April


An altered look about the hills;
A Tyrian* light the village fills;
A wider sunrise in the dawn;
A deeper twilight on the lawn;**
. . .An added strut in chanticleer***;

A flower expected everywhere;
An axe singing in the wood;
Fern-odors on untraveled roads,
---All this, and more I cannot tell,
A furtive look you know as well,
And Nicodemus' mystery
Receives its annual reply.****
---Emily Dickinson, Book III [Nature], #49

*Tyrian Purple, a rich crimson or purple dye made in the ancient city of Tyre
**Spring changes the angle of light & the look of light, esp. at sunrise and sunset. The first part of the poem celebrates purplish April dawn & dusk hues.
***A rooster. Originally an older Middle English word coming from Old French, now used in poetic verse
****John 3:4. Nicodemus asks Jesus how a man can be "born again." In John 3:13-16, Jesus makes clear that rebirth and the accompanying eternal life come through Him being "lifted up" (crucified), which, itself, came from the Father's great love in sending Jesus.

Monday, March 10, 2008

The Crucifixion


Technically, this is a prose section, but Luther adds a poetic feeling: "Und es war schon um die sechste Stunde, und es kam eine Finsternis über das ganze Land bis zur neunte Stunde, und die Sonne verlor ihren Schein. . ." Luke 23:44-45a. Or, "It was already the sixth hour, and a darkness came over the entire area until the ninth hour. And the Sun lost its [her] shine. . ."

Wednesday, February 27, 2008

Confessions*

 

1) Though I'm not at all what I'd like to be, 

 I hope you'll understand. . .  

My thoughts and deeds aren't "good as gold":  

They're more like worthless sand. 

 2) So far as east is from the west,  

So far my sin's removed.**  

Embraced by Jesus's perfect grace, 

I know I'm always loved.  

3) My love for God is really true, 

My faith in Him sincere:

Now I reach to others, too,  

4) To show I really care.  

So after a trying day of work,  

When stress just runs away, 

I hope you realize I know inside 

It's still a lovely day! 

 
---Marie Byars, 1986; Ft. Stewart, GA 
 
 *"Confessions" of both sin & faith **Psalm 103:12

sketch accompanying original version in my journal


Wednesday, February 13, 2008

The "Nature" of Love

[Agapge]* Love is patient and is kind;
Love does not envy;
Love does not boast and is not vain;
It down not behave rudely nor seek its own way;
It is not provoked and does not think evil;
It does not rejoice in wrong-doing but rejoices in the truth.
[Love] bears all things, believes all things,
hopes all things, endures all things.
Love never fails. . .
And now these three things remain:
Faith, Hope, and Love;
But the greatest of these is Love.
St. Paul, I Corinthians 13: 3-8; 13


* "Agape" is a special type of undeserved Love. God shows it perfectly; we cannot, which is why we are all sinners.
"Happy Valentine's Day!!"

Friday, January 4, 2008

Vivaldi's Winter


Antonio Vivaldi prefaced each of the "Four Seasons" Concertos with a sonnet. Here's "Winter":

ALLEGRO MOLTO 
To shiver, frozen, amid icy snow
in the bitter blast of a horrible wind; 
to run constantly stamping one's feet; 
and to feel one's teeth chatter
 on account of the excessive cold; 
Fort Tuthill, Winter, Flagstaff Airzona
LARGO 
To spend restful, happy days at the fireside 
while the rain outside drenches a good 100; 

ALLEGRO 
to walk on the ice, and with slow steps
to move about cautiously for fear of falling; 
to go fast, to slip and fall down; ["falling to the ground"] 
to go on the ice again and run fast 
until the ice cracks and opens up;
Camp ALOMA in Winter
LENTO ["Sirocco Wind"]
to hear coming out of the iron gates 

ALLEGRO MOLTO 
Sirocco, Boreas and all the winds at war:
that's winter, but of a kind to gladden one's heart. 
---Antonio Vivaldi, 1725

Thursday, December 6, 2007

Joy to the World

(A paraphrase of Psalm 98)

Joy to the world, the Lord is come!
Let earth receive her King;
Let every heart prepare Him room,
And Heaven and nature sing.

Joy to the earth, the Savior reigns!
Let men their songs employ;
While fields and floods, rocks, hills and plains
Repeat the sounding joy.

No more let sins and sorrows grow,
Nor thorns infest the ground;
He comes to make His blessings flow
Far as the curse is found.

He rules the world with truth and grace,
And makes the nations prove
The glories of His righteousness,
And wonders of His love.

---Isaac Watts, 1719

Monday, December 3, 2007

Joseph the Faithful Carpenter


Joseph, the Faithful Carpenter 
Ponders the new he keeps concealed:
His bride-to-be in found with child— 
A father’s name is not revealed. 

 As Joseph slumbers fitfully 
An angel enters Joseph’s dream 
To tell him that this comes from God 
And things are not as they may seem: 

 “O, Joseph, banish all your fears 
And take Young Mary as your wife 
And be a father to God’s child 
Who comes to share in human life.” 

Good Joseph, born of David’s line 
(Which matters not in days of Rome) 
Bequeaths a human royalty 
And gives the Boy a godly home. 


A jealous Herod fears this King,
So Joseph takes them speedily 
To Egypt, where again he works, 
To care for his small family. 

 An angel tells that Herod’s dead, 
So Joseph brings them all back home; 
He brings them to quaint Nazareth 
And raises God’s Son as his own.
---C. Marie Byars, 1999 (c)