Showing posts with label compassion. Show all posts
Showing posts with label compassion. Show all posts

Wednesday, November 20, 2019

Let's Get Real!


PAD Challenge day 20: For today’s prompt, write a light poem.

 Neither do people light a lamp and put it under a basket. 
Instead, they set it on a lamp-stand, and it gives light to everyone in the house.
 In the same way, let your light shine before others, 
that they may see your good deeds and glorify your Father in heaven.
Matt.5:15-16

This monument in the Port of Sydney, struck a powerful chord when we visited last year.
Let's pray for passion to reach and help the needy in the chilling storms of life!
None of us can do it all but all of us can do something!

this photo was taken at the Sydney Merchant Mariner's Memorial.


Yes. Let’s get real. The way we feel should strike a kindred cord
For we all bear the brunt of love and longing’s two-edged sword
Then let’s be honest with each other; that which disappears
Hones and reshapes us with the carving knife of days and years
Where what we hold of moment gold soon falls prey to past’s knell
(For He who gives has the authority to take as well)
Then let’s get real and focus on the way we ought to live
And recognize that what we have God lent to us to give
For we are called to love each other and make this our aim
To shine the Light of Him through us and glorify His name

Yes. Let’s get real where Want’s appeal is never satisfied
Let’s lay up treasure far beyond this frond of dust and pride
Let’s make it our mission to focus on love’s reply
And pray to God to help us when our longing runs awry
Where we are altogether first-time travelers of Time
And none of us can see beyond this Very Present Clime/climb
Where pray then, all together, tethered by hope’s heart and soul
Let’s live to help each other as we press toward The Goal
For we are called to shine our light through good deeds, Self-denied
So that our Father up in Heaven may be glorified


© Janet Martin

Monday, May 6, 2019

Meeting Place




Meets me with a calm unspoken
When the calm of life is broken
When my faith feels crowned with care
Meets me in a tear, a prayer
Meets me with his words unaltered
When my wanting whispers faltered
When the onward way is dim
Meets me if I look for Him

© Janet Martin


...that is the Spirit of truth, whom the world cannot receive, 
because it does not see Him or know Him, 
but you know Him because He abides with you and will be in you.

Monday, December 3, 2018

Let's Just Be Friends...


“A new command I give you: Love one another. 
As I have loved you, so you must love one another. 
By this everyone will know that you are my disciples, 
if you love one another.”
John 13:34-35

 These two youngsters are still learning the art of friendship; 
one minute its hug-you love, the next its hit-and-shove.
But they are babies and simply 'acting their age'
I've seen similar 'action' whether in body or language 
from we who are 'old enough to know better!'

 

...for there is always more to It Than that which meets the eye
Where judgment’s quick analysis cannot the full descry
So before we ignore the More that Mercy’s love defends
Let’s put our arms around each other and let’s just be friends

Let he or she who has not sinned be bold enough to stand
Aha! See there is no one who is fit to raise a hand
Then let’s not be so quick to shed a fellow-trav’ler’s blood

Let’s just be friends and then instead of condemnation’s slight
The love of God in us will fit us for life's soul-full fight
Instead of fist-a-cuff His love will change hearts, hard and blind
And turn fear into courage because words are soft and kind

© Janet Martin

inspired by a moment yesterday when I oh, so dearly wish I would have kept my mouth shut!

Friday, September 4, 2015

Do Something





Do something; time’s free moments run through our fingertips
Today is like a threshing-floor through which its measure slips
Pray when The Hand that grants our portion of life’s love-learn-laugh
Sifts the harvest of our lives He will find more than chaff

Do something, while the morning sun climbs into the noon sky
While there is still today, do something more than serving ‘I’
Before the dust has settled on another nevermore
Do something that will ring the bells of joy on heaven’s shore

Do something; God knows the intentions of a human heart
And He expects no less than this; that we would do our part
No deed or gift will be too small if rendered in His name
And no excuse will satisfy God if we decline Him

© Janet Martin

 If one of you says to them, "Go in peace; keep warm and well fed," but does nothing about their physical needs, what good is it?


where she provides links to answer our questions of how, what, where
we can help in the refugee crisis.
Let’s be real. Two things that cross miles readily
Are our dollars and our prayers!





Thursday, September 3, 2015

But What Can We Really Do To Help?




But what can we really do that would help, asked Jim when we were talking about the crisis a few minutes ago…
I don’t know, I said, 
but what if we all looked into the mirrors and asked ourselves…

What can I do to help?
What if,
After our eyes were opened
Our ears heard their cries
And we would open
Our doors,
Wallets,
Arms,
Spare-bed-rooms,
Jars of food,
What if we stretched out our dining-room tables
And cried
‘Come, eat’
What if we did with less
So they could have more?
What if we became uncomfortable
To bring them comfort?
Instead of reaching for our phones
What if we all reached out?
Instead of saying ‘I wish’
What if we said ‘I will’

What if we were serious when we ask
‘But what can I do’
And we would pray as if their lives
Depended upon it?



© Janet Martin

This article by Deidra Riggs at High Calling is very helpful in helping us who are asking 'how can I help?'