Prayer for Thomas

How do you pray
Knowing a child will die,
Weakened and frail,
To an unknown timescale.
How do you pray away
An unchangeable outcome,
As disease advances,
Changing circumstances.
If no treatment is science flawed,
Is no healing a flaw of God?

My limited belief
Must be at fault,
My failure is doubt,
Insufficiently devout.
A child’s life
Is so precious,
How do you pray
From day to day?
If prayer makes no difference
Is it better to live in ignorance?

How do you pray
When promises were made,
Expectations raised
Because I’ve prayed –
Yet nothing has changed,
The disease reigns free,
How do you pray
Day after day,
Should I go on praying
When I see a child failing?

(c) wordz2Go Feb 2018

Matthew 21:22 And whatever you ask in prayer, you will receive, if you have faith”

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Mini-Humanoid

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Kitty has two modes of being:
Flight or fright!
It’s quite a sight
To see her freeze on the floor
When minutes before
She was trotting along
On a morning sniff-a-thon,
Then, it’s head down, bum up,
Totally immobile:
Meeting an over-friendly dog
Looking for a quick snog.
Or, a noisy juggernaut rolls by
And she tries to run away
From the cacophony
Causing her disharmony,
She might have little legs
But boy can she run!
To Kitty, everything is danger,
Everyone’s a stranger!
My chihuahua is utterly devoted,
Totally paranoid,
My love struck mini-humanoid.

(c) wordz2go Feb 2018

 

 

Life-Chances

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New Year,
New hopefulness:
More life-chances
Soaring on thermals
Waiting to be seized,
Uncertainty infused
With opportunity.

Grasp it,
With both hands
As it floats before you,
Else it slips away
Never to be seen again
Within your domain,
A lost chance.

Co-incidence or
God-incidence:
Chances are offered,
Taking them is a risk
Is it too great to take?
Is it bend or break?
Don’t let it float away.

(c) wordz2Go Jan 2018

Joshua 1:9
“Haven’t I commanded you? Strength! Courage! Don’t be timid; don’t get discouraged. God, your God, is with you every step you take.”
The Message

Generosity

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I am nothing
Without your strength,
Life-storms surround me,
Handicap me with mental debris –
Threaten my existence.
But you keep me strong,
Strong enough to keep
Distractions at bay,
Strong enough to survive another day.

I wonder how
Many times you can
Mitigate my mistakes –
Your love embraces
Me from beginning to end.
Your love keeps me strong,
A constant outpouring
Of oil annointing my head,
Generosity of love unbounded.

(c) wordz2Go Dec 2017
23rd Psalm “Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies: thou anointest my head with oil; my cup runneth over. Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life: and I will dwell in the house of the LORD for ever.”

No Regrets

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Its often said we are the sum of our parts,
So where to start with Lyn:

Loving wife and inspiring mother,
Best friend and a husband’s lover,
Mother-in-law and doting Nana,
Eldest child and oldest daughter,
Light of her mother’s eye,
Father’s arms swinging her high,
Niece and granddaughter
To both Phillips and Cooks,
Crossword solver, devourer of books,
Aunt to some, cousin to more,
Patient teacher and staff mentor,
Red wine drinker, gentle peace-maker,
Francophile, bride in this aisle,
Husband beside her with loving smile.
From a sweet little girl with golden ringlets
To a life full lived, no regrets.

None of this may be new to you –
But on top of all this
She was our big sister,
And I’ll miss her, in the years ahead.
I thought we’d grow old
Like Mam and her sisters,
Go batty together,
Drink gin and tonic, measure for measure,
Grow wrinkly and crinkly,
Be the old folks at family parties,
Gossiping on in our eighties and nineties.

Nos dda, sleep tight,
Rest your soul in heaven’s height
And when the time is right
I’m confident we’ll meet again.

 

(c) wordz2Go Nov 2017

Romans 2 v 6-7
“God will repay each person according to what they have done. To those who by persistence in doing good seek glory, honour and immortality, he will give eternal life.”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Unfinished Promises

My sister collapsed and died suddenly from sepsis two weeks ago.
I’ve struggled to make sense of this.
These are my thoughts:

 

Bad things happen,
Whether you’re bad or good,
Old or young,
Or even in between,
Though who decides
And over-rides these settings
Is a mystery;
For who is truly good when ALL
Fall short of the glory of God,
And who can be so bad
Forgiveness cannot solve?

Good or bad, life can hurt,
Yet I cannot conceive,
Refuse to believe,
In a God of ultimate goodness
Plotting disease and misery
As a character-building activity.
Yet – my sister was good,
So why didn’t our omnipotent,
Mountain-moving God intervene,
Make life like a glossy magazine,
Why didn’t he heal her?

In the shock of her death
What does faith offer?
The free-will argument invitingly
Offers a theological nicety
Of plausible platitudes,
A sticking plaster of hope
To help you cope.
Equally banal to me is the plan
No-one sees, or knows,
And we the boulders against the flow.

Scarred by life events,
Dismayed and afraid,
Can we allow God to be God,
Or is faith just a fraud?
Are we lost before we begin
Because we can’t allow God in?
He never promised an easy path,
And life is sometimes cruel,
Never promised to solve everything
Asking why, or why not, is futile.

Consider God intervening
In a world overflowing with pain.
Who should gain?
Heal one and leave another,
Heal my sister, ignore your brother?
The end of ALL suffering
Would be the end of ALL.
We only limit God’s benevolence
Through such intimate petition.
A short term perpective
Is far too short sighted.

But if God is with us
Where is He in this?

He is in our response,
Not the disease or event,
He is in our reaction, He is in our torment,
He walks beside, He carries us through,
He’s here in our family, our friends,
He’s here for me and for you.
He has promised there’s more to be
Than the life we see,
Pain and decay will fade away,
There’ll be healing and peace
And all pain will cease.

This promised life-to-be
Makes more sense to me
Than any man-made theory.
My sister left us too soon
It’s not fair, it’s not right,
But I can’t blame God
For she now stands in His sight.
In life we are vulnerable
In death lies is our greatest strength,
To fearlessly stand on eternal ground
Before our God and be crowned.

(c) wordz2Go Nov 2017
1 Corinthians 2:9
“No eye has seen, no ear has heard
What God has prepared
For those who love Him.”

 

 

 

Insomniac Central

Sleepless nights:
Unanswered questions
Toss round and round
My tumble-dryer head,
I should be asleep but instead,
Thoughts never quite dry,
Hour after hour –
Another wide-awake sleep
In the middle of the week.

Darkness hides
From my brightly lit mind,
Replaying conversations I never had,
Tomorrow I’ll be digging deep
Suffering from lack of sleep,
Running on overdrive,
Exhausted beyond measure
Insomniac central,
Turmoil unquenchable.

Turn this damn dryer off –
I’ve had enough!

Copyright wordz2go Oct 2017