Wednesday, September 6, 2017

September Symphony



All day long the prelude played





...leading up to twilight's climax! 






The rainbow lasted quite a while...pictures don't do justice to the most vibrant rainbow I've ever seen!


Soft blended hues of green-gray-blues
Unravels a symphonic haze
Like cello-tune, yellow-maroon
Empyrean boon woos mortal gaze

Landscape sprawls rife with earth’s still-life
Nature employs Beauty’s baton
Where Maestro of mercy and love
Composes hymns to look upon

Gold-gilded leaf, dust-spangled sheaf
Heath, haloed with amethyst mist
Sun-dazzled rills, blue-bathed foothills
Amber-anointed dusk, musk-kissed

Vermilion tints and russet glints
Prelude to crowning crescendo
Tempo of rain on burnished main
Cadence of poplar, birch, willow

Percussion-plume, rainbow in bloom
Minstrels attired in grass and wood
Coral and purple, orchestral
…and Author’s assent, 'it is good'

© Janet Martin

So many stunning snap-shots today. It's hard to choose only a few:)





Today...A Labour of Love





Labor of love flings wide a sky where above it a Banquet waits
But God so rich in mercy cannot seal Redemption’s holy gates
And so in love He stirs the deep with what may seem a common splay
But is in Truth the living proof of His kindness; we call Today

The way from Here to where there is no way to undo ‘no’ or ‘yes’
Is not some fluke free-fangled, dangled hit-or-miss fail-or-success
The happiness of human heart is not and never was love’s quest

These byways filled with broken beggars bent on breadcrumbs, vile and base
Moves God to move the night once more to usher in new day of grace
His faithfulness flings wide a sky beneath a Banquet Hall that waits
Because the call that fills That Hall will also seal Redemption’s Gates

© Janet Martin

Sometimes I think God must be so torn between wanting to rescue His Beloved Believers
... and waiting to rescue His Beloved non-believers…

John 3:16-1 (NIV)
 For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life.  For God did not send his Son into the world to condemn the world, but to save the world through him.  Whoever believes in him is not condemned, but whoever does not believe stands condemned already because they have not believed in the name of God’s one and only Son.


Not Too Late...



 Let's give today our all 
With pure joy, like a child
And if we trip and fall
Let's get back up and smile
Let's reach for fruit, astute
Ah, like we know we should
So when seeds drop and start to root
It's harvest will be good


Life is a fine balance of 'don't sweat the small stuff' and 'in love, the little things are the big things'.
My how often the 'little' challenges the 'big'!


It’s not too late to try again
Oh, do not live this day in vain
My love, the love of God sustains
Though word and deed have slipped awry
His grace forgives if we repent
Hope lives in spite of ways sad-spent
Today is not The Last Judgement
His mercy grants another try

It’s not too late to try once more
The gateway to Forevermore
Is barred; Far East swings wide a door
Unveiling a new day of grace
Then, to honor He who supplants
Rebel-replies with one more chance
Let’s give our best to He who grants
Patience and hope to human race

It’s not too late for one more shot
To give it all that we have got
We owe more than defeated thought
To He who gives more than we earn
So then, lest we yield to despair
Or buckle ‘neath life’s load of care
Let’s start this new day with a prayer
Then trust to God each twist and turn

© Janet Martin

Hope for the 'Homeless'



As my teens were discussing sad facts relating to gross and godless confusion regarding sexuality and gender, I moaned, wept and cried aloud, Oh Lord, my God, this world is not my home...

 Until we grasp the awfulness of sin (why-sin-is-so-sinful/)  we cannot grasp the awesomeness of God's love in sending His Son to the cross and until we realize the awfulness of rejection we cannot realize the awesomeness of His acceptance of us



God's Wrath against Sin
(Jeremiah 6:10-21; Jeremiah 25:15-33; Jonah 1:4-10; Acts 27:13-26)
18The wrath of God is being revealed from heaven against all the godlessness and wickedness of men who suppress the truth by their wickedness. 19For what may be known about God is plain to them, because God has made it plain to them. 20For since the creation of the world God’s invisible qualities, His eternal power and divine nature, have been clearly seen, being understood from His workmanship, so that men are without excuse.
21For although they knew God, they neither glorified Him as God nor gave thanks to Him, but they became futile in their thinking and darkened in their foolish hearts. 22Although they claimed to be wise, they became fools, 23and exchanged the glory of the immortal God for images of mortal man and birds and animals and reptiles.
24Therefore God gave them up in the desires of their hearts to impurity for the dishonoring of their bodies with one another. 25They exchanged the truth of God for a lie, and worshiped and served created things rather than the Creator, who is forever worthy of praise! Amen.
26For this reason God gave them over to dishonorable passions. Even their women exchanged natural relations for unnatural ones. 27Likewise, the men abandoned natural relations with women and burned with lust for one another. Men committed indecent acts with other men, and received in themselves the due penalty for their error.
28Furthermore, since they did not see fit to acknowledge God, He gave them up to a depraved mind, to do what should not be done. 29They have become filled with every kind of wickedness, evil, greed, and hatred. They are full of envy, murder, strife, deceit, and malice. They are gossips, 30slanderers, God-haters, insolent, arrogant, and boastful. They invent new forms of evil; they disobey their parents. 31They are senseless, faithless, heartless, merciless.
32Although they know God’s righteous decree that those who do such things are worthy of death, they not only continue to do these things, but also approve of those who practice them. 




Though holy sorrow steals our mirth and weighs the heart with prayer
Though common care of earth gives birth to more of common care
Pray through the highs and lows of life where joy and strife enmesh
That we labor for more than futile fruitlessness of flesh

This blip-like fellowship with rose and thorny thoroughfares
Is more than season-smorgasbords to gratify starved stares
The hunger that we harbor in the hollow of the heart
Is a desperate dagger without faith to do its part

Too much of what we know is not enough to satisfy
And what we see will never be the answer to our cry
Oh Lord, my God, deliver us from gluttony of greed
Buoy these barks of dust to trust what You have guaranteed

This breath of day to day leads to the death of all we do
Until the will of God will rend the veil that bars our view
Then, though for now we bow beneath demands of diligence
If we believe we will receive Faith’s full inheritance

© Janet Martin

Tuesday, September 5, 2017

September-ish

Wow, it feels September-ish, Victoria and I agreed 
as we waited for her bus on the first back-to-school quite-coolish morning!



Morning is hushed, plush port of mist
The sedums blush, like school girls kissed
And old, new sweaters feel de-lish
In weather so September-ish

From doorways mothers wipe their tears
Where summer’s ‘hurray’ disappears
As back-to-school worlds fill Time’s dish
And hearts with art, September-ish

Noon tolls yon big old, golden bell
While vibrato of crickets swell
Where fell and field splay mellow-ish
With fronds, bronzed and September-ish

Bold blooms in muted mantle bow
Surrendered to Time's When and How
 Futile to become rebel-ish
Summer succumbs September-ish

Jars gleam with streams of garnered grace
Daydreamers linger long to trace
The place of boughs still bent with wish
And fruit, sweet and September-ish

Cornrows, like green-clad infantry
March stalk-still across hill and lea  
As woolly clouds droop, splash-a-splish
On worlds unfurled, September-ish

© Janet Martin