Posted in Spoken Word

ascension day

some imagine Jesus
lifted like balloon
floating off the mountain
past the sun and mooon

those who so imagine
look up high in prayer
envisioning our savior
somewhere “way up there”

yet as we read the story
and as we’ve studied space
we recognize this moment
was less about a “place”

Jesus was raised to glory
with the Father united
“taken up” unto the throne
our Triune God, delighted

it’s true that they were “looking up”
gazing where they last had seen
wondering where Jesus goes
and what it might now mean

yet “up” we know is relative
to where on earth you stand
we’ve seen the moon and stars above
all born at His command

so what if He was “taken up”
into a realm right here?
instead of praying “up” to God
we pray to Him as near?

near to all our suffering
near to every joy
near as we today create
and near as we destroy

what if God desired to take
the veil that makes us blind
to see His glory which surrounds
with both our eyes and mind

not as something distant
a million miles apart
nor as something intangible
only within our heart

an actual reality
which we’re created for
just like the world we now know
but in so many ways, more

that “more” is something offered
by His Spirit where you are
turn to Him, now knowing
He isn’t very far

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Advent: (a spoken word poem)

You might have heard it before. I have. I wrote it. I recorded myself speaking it. Yet listening to it once again, in this season, hits me anew. So it seems worth sharing. May we slow down, and attend to His heart in the midst of all these things…

Posted in Different Moments, Spoken Word

a thanksgiving poem.

Political streamers swept up from the floor
The leaves have almost all fallen
Some are preparing a quiet meal in
Others have family calling

Just before lights begin to twinkle
Before the garlands are hung
Before the sleigh bells are heard in the distance
Before any carols are sung

This week we pause, in advance of Advent
Giving thanks to Jesus for it all
The highs and the lows, He is here with us
Available whenever we call

So ask, on behalf of all those who gather
Seek, in the midst of your quiet
Knock, on the door of His Spirit today
You will, by His grace, be blessed by it

Remember there is, just beneath the surface
God’s Kingdom yet to be discovered
Revealed each time His Love is chosen
Especially toward those who are “othered”

So many face sickness, loss, or anxiety
Yet each day still passes to more
Know you are Loved by our Heavenly Father
Each moment with you, He adores

“Lord, we are thankful for all You have given
And all You have promised to do
In a world filled with changes each season
We draw near, abiding in You.”