Writer's Digest Poem-a-day challenge begins! Prompt 1: For today’s prompt, write a secret poem. This poem can reveal a secret,
incorporate a secret activity, or involve any other secret
interpretation. Poem written in code (acrostic, anyone?) or with double
meanings.
The farm in this photo is the old home place
That once-upon-a-childhood leap
Now seems so long ago
Which dreams she kept,
which she released
No one will ever know
Life held and holds both highs and lows
Its roller-coaster thrill
unravels in its
ebbs and flows
Whispers she'll never spill
The heart is like a cavern, oh,
Filled with love's give and take
Where what we hold
And then let go
Leaves dream-lands in its wake
Blessed beyond Wishing's boldest wage
She knows want's drill full-well
But sets Her sights
beyond the page
Of poems she won't spell
It pleased the Lord to bruise Him because He knew the outcome!)
The Suffering Servant 1Who has believed our message?
And to whom has the arm of the LORD been revealed?
2For He grew up before Him like a tender shoot,
And like a root out of parched ground;
He has no stately form or majesty
That we should look upon Him,
Nor appearance that we should be attracted to Him.
3He was despised and forsaken of men,
A man of sorrows and acquainted with grief;
And like one from whom men hide their face
He was despised, and we did not esteem Him.
4Surely our griefs He Himself bore,
And our sorrows He carried;
Yet we ourselves esteemed Him stricken,
Smitten of God, and afflicted.
5But He was pierced through for our transgressions,
He was crushed for our iniquities;
The chastening for our well-being fell upon Him,
And by His scourging we are healed.
6All of us like sheep have gone astray,
Each of us has turned to his own way;
But the LORD has caused the iniquity of us all
To fall on Him.
7He was oppressed and He was afflicted,
Yet He did not open His mouth;
Like a lamb that is led to slaughter,
And like a sheep that is silent before its shearers,
So He did not open His mouth.
8By oppression and judgment He was taken away;
And as for His generation, who considered
That He was cut off out of the land of the living
For the transgression of my people, to whom the stroke was due?
9His grave was assigned with wicked men,
Yet He was with a rich man in His death,
Because He had done no violence,
Nor was there any deceit in His mouth.
10But the LORD was pleased To crush Him, putting Him to grief; If He would render Himself as a guilt offering, He will see His offspring, He will prolong His days, And the good pleasure of the LORD will prosper in His hand.
11As a result of the anguish of His soul, He will see it and be satisfied; By His knowledge the Righteous One, My Servant, will justify the many, As He will bear their iniquities.
12Therefore, I will allot Him a portion with the great,
And He will divide the booty with the strong;
Because He poured out Himself to death,
And was numbered with the transgressors;
Yet He Himself bore the sin of many,
And interceded for the transgressors.
Over these past years
of doing childcare I think most of the youngsters learn that Janet can be ‘nice’
and silly, turning into a cow, dog, pirate, pioneer, waitress or whatever else
the day calls for ,
but that same Janet
can also be Sergeant Janet and when she gets that certain look
and gives marching orders,
well, you
Just.
Better.
March!
Sometimes this
reminds me a little of God and us... We want God to be ‘nice’ and He is!
He loves us so much
He sent His Son to die for us to break sin’s curse, death;
But as much as God
loves us He hates sin; the thing that
separates us from Him!
He never, ever hates
the sinner but always the sin!
So, just as we give
our children ‘marching orders’ for their good and benefit,
He gives marching orders/laws
for our good!
(but He is no Sergeant. He commands but does not demand. He never forces our obedience or love)
Why are we reluctant to yield to One who loves us so?
We live in a broken
world. But we have a Healer!
If we believe in the faithful, loving, holy,
kind, merciful, righteous, redemptive God,
the Father of our Lord and Saviour
Jesus Christ
Below is the story I read to the kiddos today...
it evoked earnest 3 yr. old declarations of love for Jesus
From The Bible in Pictures for Little Eyes...
But he was pierced for our transgressions, he was crushed for our iniquities; the punishment that brought us peace was on him, and by his wounds we are healed. Isa.53:5
Years ago my Uncle Willie and Aunt Joyce played the song below on their banjos at a Frey reunion.
I think of them every time I sing it or hear it!
Hi Willie and Joyce!
Happy Easter!
p.s. the other song I remember you played that day was... I know an old lady who swallowed a fly😀
(In the weeks to follow Mom listened to her troop of youngsters belt out that song lol!)
