hope

The Nature of Man and God

Again and again
We return to sin
It is our nature
As men

Again and again
God points to the cross
It’s in his nature
To love

The challenge for the final day of Na/GloPoWriMo2017 was to write a poem about something that happens again and again.

Manna and Quail

Manna falls like dew
Quails drift to blanket the ground
The Lord God provides

written in response to The Daily Post prompt – “blanket”, inspired by Exodus 16

From the Roots of Jesse

A shoot will rise up
From the roots of Jesse’s stump
A Branch will bear fruit
Foreseen by Israel’s prophets
A King born to save the world

written in response to today’s prompt at The Daily Post, and in spired by Isaiah 11:1

No Magic Answers

No magic answers
Wishes won’t make it come true
Harsh realities
But prayerful intercession
Brings us all closer to God

written in response to the prompt in Colleen’s Weekly Poetry Challenge #30 – “Wish” and “Magic”

The Land Remains Beautiful

Cursed after the fall
The land remains beautiful
Restoration signs

A new Heaven and new Earth
The hand of the Creator

To Adam he said, ‘Because you listened to your wife and ate fruit from the tree about which I commanded you, “You must not eat from it,” ‘Cursed is the ground because of you; through painful toil you will eat food from it all the days of your life.
– Genesis 3:17

Then I saw ‘a new heaven and a new earth,’ for the first heaven and the first earth had passed away, and there was no longer any sea.
– Revelation 21:1

written in response to this week’s RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt (Challenge #145) – “Beautiful” and “Curse”

Be Blessed #NaPoWriMo2017 #GloPoWriMo2017

Upon the mountainside
I listened to the Teacher
. . .
“Blessed are the meek,
for they will inherit the earth”
I’m meek as meek as they come, me
I could do with inheriting the earth

. . .
“Blessed are the merciful,
for they will be shown mercy”
I show mercy when it’s deserved
I certainly deserve some myself

. . .
“Blessed are the peacemakers,
for they will be called children of God”
There’s no question, I’m a man of peace
(I dare anyone to say I’m not)

. . .
Whoever has ears let him hear
so to receive the truth
Whoever has eyes let him see
through the lens of his heart
Then blessed are your eyes because they see
and your ears because they hear

“Blessed are the pure in heart,
for they will see God.”

The NapOwriMo.net challenge for Day 21 of Na/GloPoWriMo2017 was to write a poem that incorporates overheard speech.

Never Marduk’s Slaves #NaPoWriMo2017 #GloPoWriMo2017

Stolen away from their Promised Land
Yoked in captivity
Israel struggles to keep its faith
In Babylon’s tyranny

Enuma Elish raises up
Marduk: high creator
Their narrative, though, portrays no love:
Just poor mankind’s enslaver

Israel seeks comfort Heaven-sent
God to reveal His face
A designed and ordered universe
Hope for His human race

Hope in His pow’r and sovereignty
Care for every detail
Adoption as God’s family
A love which can never fail

No legion ‘gods’ in skies above –
But Light created at His Word
No ‘spirits’ in the earth below
But nature, with Yahweh as Lord

The Genesis account stands to affirm
Our origin as God said
Never created Marduk’s slaves
Always free men instead

The NapoWriMo.net prompt for day 19 of Na/GloPoWriMo is to write a poem that recounts a creation myth.

The Enûma Eliš is the Babylonian creation myth (named after its opening words). It was recovered by Austen Henry Layard in 1849 (in fragmentary form) in the ruined Library of Ashurbanipal at Nineveh (Mosul, Iraq), and published by George Smith in 1876. The Enûma Eliš is one of the most important sources for understanding the Babylonian worldview, centered on the supremacy of Marduk and the creation of humankind for the service of the gods.

Nothing Withstands the Light

The enemy obfuscates
The thirsty pupil dilates
Desperate for hope’s light

Disease of despair invades
Opaque cataracts close in
Denying glimpse of light

Spiritual blindness persists
Frosted lenses resisting
Still diffusing life and light

Healing Saviour touches me
Failing scales peel, fall away
Nothing withstands the Light

written in response to today’s prompt at The Daily Post

Dark Night Rises #NaPoWriMo2017 #GloPoWriMo2017

Lies’ separation
Faintest prospects abandoned
False, dark night rises
A void enveloping hope
Collapsing minds from all sides

A time for heroes
In justice’s midnight hour
Truth shines guiding light
Dawn reveals the Morning Star
Which night attempts to disguise

I have no idea if this really addresses the Day 17 prompt from NaPoWriMo.net, which was to write a poetic equivalent to a nocturne – a musical composition meant to be played at night, usually for piano, and with a tender and melancholy sort of sound. Whether this contribution to Na/GloPoWriMo2017 is inspired more by faith, or storylines from the superhero genres, I’ll let you decide.Na/GloPoWriMo2017

Love and Justice

His love and justice,
Both soft and hard sides of God:
Sacrifice; judgement –
Salvation through faith by grace,
Yet all are held to account

A tanka written in response to Colleen’s Weekly Poetry Challenge #28 – “Hard” and “Soft”