Let's Leave Allowances (for a miracle!)

Due to the explanation here (Poem Tango) I am extending (Love willing)

  the lease on love poetry,

because after all is said and done/won

Love is poetry clamouring to be written!💗😊

This poem applies to marriage or

Love's Common Carriage called 'us'

"Let's keep in mind, storms never stay

the sun will shine again..."

Last week's sunshine-soak-spot😀

(side note; looks like our snow dugout in the background needs digging out!)

Weather is one way of reminding us how swiftly life's landscape can change,

and the only abiding Anchor is Love!

Let’s leave allowances, my love, for fumbles, slips and such 

And smooth out shouted wrinkles with a kinder kind of touch 

Let’s be good friends and not give up where cups of grace ran dry 

Let’s weather life together and give love another try 

Let’s be to one another what we wish others to be 

The golden rule is not a rubric of antiquity 

But is a foolproof principle for people, young and old 

And able to work wonders in a badly broken mold/world 

Let's keep in mind storms never stay, the sun will shine again

Let's not get so caught in the moment we forget the 'Then'

As much as we are able let's soften often harsh tones

And prove that we are grateful by not hurling verbal stones

Let’s forgive one another and release the bitter grudge 

Let love be of sound judgment, then, not quite so quick to judge 

What good is pointing fingers when we all bear part of blame 

Let’s remember Life’s Author and the love from whence we came 

…and leave allowances because we are all learning still 

Then let’s love one another on life’s road, often uphill 

Instead of clenching angry fists let’s join our hands until 

The love of God has worked in us His greatest miracle 

© Janet Martin 

Heb.13:1 NKJV

Let brotherly love continue

or NIV

Keep on loving one another as brothers and sisters..

Uncomplicated...

Shall we share a picnic

Bit o' bread (scone) and tea? (coffee)?

Shall we go together...

 

Shall we go together? 

Come whatever may 

Life is so much better 

When weathered this way 

Shall we sit a little 

Underneath the sky 

While the jot and tittle 

Of time passes by 

Shall we share a picnic 

Bit o’ bread and tea 

Marvel as a minute 

Makes a memory 

© Janet Martin 

Mayah Strofflah All (translated We All Struggle...)

The song below I could understand some of the words but not all;

I think the German words might be low German

but the song is good for a chuckle!

Quonset Bros. Mennonites Put the Oba in Manitoba

...and below, a few I do understand😆

John Schmid: Buhnesupp un Latwarickbrot

btw, I had Latwarickbrot for breakfast! (apple-buttered bread😅)

 

Gott Ist De Liebe

Ruben's James (an English song)

Schnitzelbank 

Hi Lee, Hi  Lo

my personal fav by John Schmid is the link below

Es Sin Zween Weg

Now a poem in my my 'mother-tongue/mudda tsoong...

Swabian German aka Pennsylvania Dutch

click Pennsylvania Dutch label below for previous posts in PD

(spelling by ear only😄)

Mayah strofflah oll mitt du Auld Shvatz 

Ach ya, ma fallah awl feel kotz 

Mayah hen awl schvacheit an shoolt 

Un felleitah all ebmulz getuldt 

Maya brouccha all de leiblich Gott 

Sis neemond es ken Gebrach hott 

Mahay sin all feil druvel-fulade 

Oony Gott, du letz vage gudrade 

Feelsht du fullusah un fudrade 

Saug mich, von husht doo lecht gubade? 

Bisht du uft gonz fulade un baung? 

Von husht du letcht gubade…un vee laung? 

Dee veld is uft net friendlich, nay 

So leibe un leibe un leibe noch mae 

Vile mayah strofflah oll mitt du auld Shvatz 

Un fallah uft un blenty kotz 

© Janet Martin 

(loosely, best as I could, translation) 

We all struggle with Old Black (aka devil) 

Oh yes, we all often fall short 

We all have weakness and blame/fault/guilt 

And all sometimes lose patience 

We all need loving God 

There is no one who has no need 

We are all trouble-burdened 

Without God, turned the wrong way 

Do you feel lonely and grumpy? 

Tell me, when have you last prayed? 

Are you often depressed and afraid? 

When have you last prayed…and for how long? 

This world is often not friendly, no 

So love and love and love some more 

Because we all struggle with Old Black 

And all fall often and plenty short

Janet Martin

All Fellow-Bumpkins

So much anger,

division, diversion,

strong opinion leading to violence 

instead

of searching the scriptures

(therein lie the answers)

Instead of kneeling

before God

with bowed heart and head

May this be a day where we say little 

and love and pray much!

Where we exchange opinion 

for obedience

anger for grace, 

and gentleness and such

A day when 'love thy neighbor' 

is more than 

The Second-greatest command

May today be a step 

in the right direction

by unclenching fists

and shaking a hand

Now all has been heard; here is the conclusion of the matter: 

Fear God and keep his commandments, 

for this is the duty of all mankind.

Eccles.12:13

this is me...

home-body, home-maker,

prefer coffee to tea...

 

...but the thing to remember

whether you or me

There's so much more to all of us

than anyone can see!!

What makes you tick 

What makes me tock 

Is varied as 

The streets we walk 

But culture, country, 

Creed or race 

We are all bumpkins 

Of God’s grace 

Some like the beat 

Of city street 

Some seek the 

Solitude of books 

Or lanes or brooks 

Or other nooks 

Beyond the noise 

Of horns and looks 

Tis quite a tousled 

Thoroughfare 

This garden of 

Humanity 

But no matter 

Who, when or where 

The same God cares 

For you and me 

Some of us rich 

Or poor or plain 

Or vain with very 

Fine façade 

But that is quite 

Beside the point 

We are all bumpkins 

Needing God 

This country we 

Call time and place 

Is but a stepping- 

Stone you see 

Before God reaches 

Down and plucks 

Us from here

To eternity 

Some roll with life’s 

Punches, some hide 

Some deny Truth 

And think they win 

But we, all bumpkins 

God-designed 

Cannot escape 

The soul within 

So whether loud 

Or shy or proud 

Or meek, small, tall 

Weak, strong, mean, kind 

We have one thing 

In common, dear 

All fellow-bumpkins 

God designed 

© Janet Martin

...so hello, fellow bumpkin😁

Common Bond-age

We all have a cuppa sorrow

Harbour hungers, hurts and fears

No one knows what waits tomorrow

To arouse laughter or tears

We all feel that vexing yearning

Complex to articulate

We are all still always learning

Learn to listen, learn to wait

We all hold a world within us

From whence hopes and dreams beseech

While the flail of seasons winnows

Times and places from our reach

We all sense the verge of progress

That is out of our control

But we also all have access

To the Keeper of the soul

…who sees wounds and longs to bind them

In whose presence abides peace

Pray then that we seek and find Him

Before grace withdraws its lease

We all have a cuppa sorrow

Battlegrounds no one can see

Save the One who holds tomorrow

With Supreme Authority

Not one of us is forgotten

God so loved the world that he

Gave His Son, Jesus begotten

To redeem humanity

So, though life is full of hurtles

And the sufferings of dust

We all instilled with Immortal

Have a God that we can trust

© Janet Martin

Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, 

and I will give you rest.

Matt.11:28

When, In All This World...

We are bearing a universal cross.

We mourn for suffering and loss of life the world over, 

due to COVID 19.

Let's face it; we're all family.

How about a great big group prayer-hug?! 

Father in Heaven we adore You

Father in Heaven teach

us to trust You for no one

 is ever out of Your reach

Let faith be our Beacon

when sore tempests roll

Dear Father in Heaven

Let faith in Thee make us whole

In Thy Name we pray,

Amen

 2 Corinthians 1:4
Who comforteth us in all our tribulation, 

that we may be able to comfort them which are in any trouble, 

by the comfort wherewith we ourselves are comforted of God.

When, in all this world of wonder, have we ever felt like this?

Bound by kindred hurt and hunger to love’s hug and tug and kiss

When have we, though still oceans, countries and continents apart

Ever felt this closely knitted; sister-brother, heart-to- heart

When in all this world of trouble have we ever faced as one

The awareness of a bubble floating fragile ‘neath the sun

Where the blue dot we inhabit holds love's means to bridge each rift

(We are all indebted creatures to the Giver of life’s gift)

When in all this world of sorrow have we let love intercede

Pulling to the same tomorrow for a universal need

What gathers us more completely in a world of us and you

Than when we suffer together and then help each other through

© Janet Martin

Worldwide Fellowmen...

Suddenly Covid 19 has turned the world into a close-knit community!

 Let's all look out for the welfare of each other! 

Do you know an overtired healthcare worker 

you could cheer in a safe, practical way?

How small and near we are

No one is far away

Where walls and oceans cannot bar

The flight of prayers we pray

So in this neighbourhood

Of worldwide fellowman

With love we lift our prayers to God

And trust His Master Plan

© Janet Martin

People...

 people...

Kind and loving, gentle, grateful

Blind to stumbles, humble, faithful

Happy, pleasant, patient people

Don’t they make you glad?

Critical, uncaring, hateful

Impatient, unkind, ungrateful

Greedy, thoughtless, selfish people

Don’t they make you sad?

© Janet Martin