The Aged Body of Splendor

There is no accounting for the love an aging body can draw out of me.  My lover's body openly sings of the years we have lived together, experiencing life, its ecstasies and tragedies.  Every mark on her is verse upon verse of exquisite prose.  It draws me in to her because we have made them together, and deeper still, on occasion, have inflicted them on each other.  Her body has not aged but has been sculpted, politely so, and is present with me, a living work given to me.  There is no explaining this to the dullness of youthful love.  This love has to be lived to receive; the aged body of splendor.   

 

Come on in and stay awhile!

I can hear the early birds singing.  I stop and record it in my Bible.  If I can hear the birds singing in the rose of night, it can only mean one thing: my windows are open because spring is coming and we are open to her being with us.  

 

Atheism Does Not

 “Not only did we not create the universe, but we did not create our own powers of reason either.  We can develop our rational faculties by use; but we did not originate them.  How can it be that a mathematical equation thought up in the mind of a mathematician can correspond to the workings of the universe?  The Bible gives us a reason for trusting reason.  Atheism does not.  This the exact opposite of what many people think.”

John Lennox, Northern Irish mathematician, Christian apologist, and professor emeritus of mathematics, Oxford University.

A sure fortress against atheism, stay in the woods.

Hello Darlin

I often find myself still and quiet in the dark early, hours of dawn; my thoughts roll on like a gentle swaying train, pushing scenes of love and times, well and ill spent.  Near life experiences.  Charmed, it's titled, life, the pallid light of memoirs spun to praise tunes.  A confessional of “a sinner saved by grace”, spinning a thread of hope to hold the tattered remains of this old man.   

“My hope is built on nothing less…”  Cut and scarred for life, wrung out and being laid by, the greying years a pale indigo of a new dawn sky.  Hello sunshine, “Hello Darlin…”

A One Word Poem

I am sitting by a window, it is light or deep indigo outside, as my part of the earth rapidly moves toward our star.  I just finished reading Exodus’s telling of the building of the Tabernacle.  The word Tabernacle sounds good and feels good in your mouth as you say it.  It has a certain rhythm, a twinkling jingle to it–Tabernacle.  The word means God’s dwelling among.  That’s why it is such a beautiful word.  God words should sound like prose, a one-word poem; Tabernacle.  

Serenity

I am the firekeeper in my family.  It is a sacred trust.  It involves one of the primal needs, warmth.  It also meets a greater need, serenity.  Serenity, living in an atmosphere ripe with peace and calm, is a rare commodity today.  Most often, it is found through nature; mountains, forests, streams, and oceans come to mind.  But fire can also create it.  What is fire?  Scientifically, it is stored energy being released.  I think of it as a Divine gift of pleasure and love.  This is why I have dedicated a great portion of my adult life to being a master fire tender, a keeper of fire; to ensure those of mine can always draw near and be exquisitely comforted by the Divine gift of fire's release of warmth and…serenity.  

 

A Simple Life

I find myself in the woods every morning with my lover, climbing our loaned mountain, which we have named Mount Brown, after my lover’s family.  It is where I need to be.  We live in a small home, 37’/49’, just to look at the earth when we are not walking on it.  We are a sparse couple, few things bring us joy, and we try to keep ourselves close to those things: God in Christ, our family, his earth and animals, deep meaning for personal worship, our neighbors, and working with our hands.  We touch each other!  Throughout the day, we connect our love, souls, and beings by being close.  I am normally quiet; my wife likes to talk.  I am a greater seer; she likes to dance, and I enjoy seeing her dance greatly.  We have few needs that aren’t met by God, and each other, and the three of us in the woods, lakes, and mountains.  It is a simple life of divine and exquisite meaning.