Least of All

We begin this season, most of all, trying to acquire much. The least of us will celebrate this Christmas with the least of all. Here is a poem, inspired by the style of concrete poetry Robert Lax is known for.

May it enrich your spirit. May it nourish your soul. May it radiate the light and love within you to be gifted to those with the least this Merry Christmas.

Most

of

All

of

Most

of

Us

are

Least

of

All

giving

to

the

Least

of

Us.

While living in Patmos; I became acquainted with Robert Lax. At the time, Robert was well into his purpose of serving Jesus with simple poems of recognition and praise. Robert’s clear blue eyes, fixed on yours, could burn meaning into a simple word or response. He was brief at every opportunity. And every word given by his love for Jesus was elevated by its simplicity and worth. This Christmas; I remember Robert’s love for savior Jesus. This poem was originally written in December of 2016. I have changed a few lines in this version.

A LITTLE SECRET

I’ll share

a little

secret

a thought

to

set 

you

free.                              

But we’re not all the same              

the

only

me            

is me.

I’m sure you’ll find the secret

it’s hiding 

right

in

side.

But tell me

who’s that doubter

wanting

but

to

hide?

Did you 

engage this

or were

you

needing

cause?

Remember 

as a child

you

knew

nothing

of 

these laws.

But really

there

is

truth

in putting

down 

the

sword.

How

truly

how

handy

the

Word

the

Lord.

BE WELL BE AWARE

Be well

Be aware

Be

Well

Aware

Be well aware my friend

For before you

is all that was.

Before you

is all that will be.

It is this inclusive moment riding on

the spirit of eternity,

the thread of infinity

to seize.

Be one with it, within it.

What could be greater than your conscious efforts joined with the Holy Spirit of life?

Begin Anew

We seek

We search

We stumble

We fall

and Low and Behold

we discover…

There in the supplication

and our open hearts

we discover anew

thankfully

our Divine path

our Eternal guide

Our Beloved Jesus.

Growing together

a community of plants

 

The Church of Christ might be like plants.  Some plants look different than others.  In a lens view you can see many differences.  Still, they all belong in the same place.  Maybe Jesus made us all different so we can hold different qualities, views, perspectives and opportunities.  I like to think we are all put here to prevail HIS will.  I like to think we compliment each other like the plants that make a garden beautiful.  These creations were made to be beautiful.

What

His

will

seeks

to show us

we

can

pray

to

be shown

giving

to

Him

settling

on

His

will.