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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Life Rescheduled

Please follow the link to read Thomas’s story and donate

https://www.justgiving.com/crowdfunding/thomsstory

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My nephew Jamie with his son Thomas at his 8th Birthday Party

Sit down
Pour yourself a drink
And think
About your life:
Work, career, progression,
Holidays, family, pension.
All mapped out,
Planned and lived,
Fully maximised.

Plan rescheduled –
Your son rewinds at eight,
Re-evaluate,
Your world becomes
Memory-making, indecision,
Crying-at-night, anxiety-ridden.
Life changes forever
As a child’s grip
Is loosened.

(c) wordz2Go Jan 2018

 

Thomas Meacham

https://www.justgiving.com/crowdfunding/thomsstory

Please read and share and donate if you are able to.  Thomas is my nephew’s son, just 8 years old and has been diagnosed with an incurable brain disease.  Our family is devastated.  This page has been put together by his school friends to help him and his parents.  We all want him to have an awesome time while he can.

Thank you

 

 

Waxing Lyrical

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My holy relationship
Waxes and wanes
As if the moon’s gravitational pull
Controls me from its domain,
Bursts of enthusiasm
Are tempered by less effectiveness
When my Christianity
Hides behind my humanity,
When I focus more on my needs
Rather than the needs of others –
Until the moon cycles again
And holy focus is regained.

Copyright words2Go April 2017

Soul Colours

If –
Souls were coloured
And all could see,
What colour would mine be?
Would it be coloured differently
From Monday through Sunday?

Or –
Would my soul reflect my mood:
Some days somber and black,
Unable to crack the dark;
Some days, truly black,
Hard to get back on track.

Maybe –
My colours will get brighter
As my faith grows,
As seeds that were sowed
Mature and show
A happier coloured soul-photo.

Copyright wordz2Go April 2017

Beth Shalom

img_0599Crucially it tells the story
All should know but still must be told,
Of those who grew not old,
Who fled from fear and intolerance,
Or died horrendous living deaths
When life was cheap,
When no one dared weep.
Cry now as you see photos
And hear personal testimonies
Of truly horrendous stories,
But it won’t do any good –
Only the history exists,
The people are gone
In a hate-filled Armageddon.

Hope spreads from the telling
Of the threat of extremism,
The arrogance of racism,
Hope spreads far and wide
When truth is revealed
Of a time man destroyed man
In a man-made plan.
Danger emerges
In the quest for perfection
Perfected in destruction,
In wholesale death.
Far better to believe
That all are born equal,
Love thy neighbour,
Set not brother against brother.

Copyright wordz2Go Feb 2017
Matthew 22:39
‘Thous shalt love thy neighbour as thyself’.

Inspired by a visit to Beth Shalom:
A Nottinghamshire village
Hosting a Shoah memorial.

Neighbours

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Humanitarian disaster zone
Fleeing everything loved and known.
Fighting for the right to a bullet-proof life
In a home-away-from-home,
No familiarity,
No personal privacy.
Crying for help from a neighbour
With no-one looking their way,
Curled tight in a ball to avoid the squall
Of war and bombing and strife.

Summer clothing in winter snow,
A tent keeps the cold at bay;
Would you hear your name if it was called,
Or look the other way?
Family, friends or strangers,
Near or far away,
Who will you hear today?

Copyright wordz2go Jan 2017
Luke 10:29 ‘And who is my neighbour?’