Awesome Overtures or Moment-ous Ink

The gold of moments molds mementos we cannot hold in our hands

It composes strange concertos from the sum of settled sands

Eventide’s subtle rebuttal eases the brunt of day’s death

With skylines where pink-gold-purple teases eyes and steals our breath

The gold of moments molds mementos we cannot hold in our hands

It composes strange concertos from the sum/thrum of settled sands

Nothing in the world can alter the momentum of the clock

Soon the Flare of Now will falter on the wick of tick and tock

Look, the lane once fringed with daisies wears a chain of snowflake stars

What once drove desire crazy decks the halls of yester-bars

Let’s not take today for granted; let’s make it a work of art

For its echo soon is planted in the garden of the heart

The ink of ten thousand oceans sweeps shorelines of Bygone’s grave

While we wrangle into Poem the sun-sparkles on its wave

Lyrics of lament and laughter sealed in stanzas set to rhyme

Before soon pours into After; where After hoards ash of Time

Ever-afters last forever hinged to morning's virgin yawn

After and before are tethered to a weathered on-and-on

Where endings beget beginnings destined to augment Past's stash

As twilight collects its winnings; dust-to-dust and ash to ash  

Eventide’s subtle rebuttal eases the brunt of day’s death

With skylines where pink-gold-purple teases eyes and steals our breath

Thievery like this is common when wonder fulfills its charge

Where we bear witness to awesome overtures of God at large

© Janet Martin

The Details of a Frown (and other quirks of joy-art)

 Where color worlds of wonder wane, 

a thousand shades of green are felled

And swirled into a mute terrain 

as past, present and future meld

 

Life’s pedestal of joy is set on stomping grounds of grief and pain

Where shining hours pirouette with gray and brown then gold again

We all are artists of a kind; bound to the brush of circumstance

Where seasons soon scatter behind like scenes in a bizarre romance

Darling, sometimes your lips touch mine; sometimes we flounder, fume and fuss

Sometimes we choose hue and design, and oh, sometimes it chooses us

Life’s pedestal of joy is perched in dirt of hurt and hopes and dreams

How often tears and laughter merge, how brighter then, sheer gladness gleams

Where we are takers, not the Giver of the colours on the tray

Ahoy, both joy and sorrow quiver on the brush we call Today

Darling, sometimes we miss the choir when we try to snare the notes

Sometimes the song spills like wild fire; sometimes its sticks in our throats

Life’s pedestal of joy is pressed into the soil of test and toil

Fond hellos happily caressed become fodder for farewell’s spoil

Where color worlds of wonder wane, a thousand shades of green are felled

And swirled into a mute terrain as past, present and future meld

Darling, sometimes our taste and touch are far too rushed; let’s slow it down

Because sometimes we waste too much paint on the details of a frown

© Janet Martin

Of Fellow-tree

 

Love sometimes may seem harsh at first, but true love 

does not leave truth or untruth untouched

 just as a doctor would not

leave the patient unwounded to spare them initial pain

thus not ridding them of the deadly growth within... 

or just as an arborist knows

 a healthy tree requires pruning

Because this tree has not been faithfully pruned

and cared for its fruit is misshapen and blight-pocked

(I have never been very educated in apple tree care) 

How diligently love's students should study God's Word,

(love's instruction book) because its author IS Love

Otherwise unawares we may be blind to the truth 

about love

and grace

 and truth...

Luke 6:39

And He spoke a parable to them: “Can the blind lead the blind?

 Will they not both fall into the ditch?

1 Sam.15:22

To obey is better than sacrifice,

and to heed is better than the fat of rams.

True love does not praise and condone displays of disobedience

Nor does it cast a verbal stone, but prays that the sinner repents

For none are righteous, without He who saves us, not by works, but grace

Then, with kindest humility, may love mirror our Saviour’s face

Pity the one who, yet deceived, believes sin’s wage is life, not death

Where lust’s desire has conceived, and birthed sin, pray with earnest breath

That honest love is brave enough to cut with tenderness and care

Rather than fear they think love gruff, thus leaving deadly cancer there

Love is patient and kind but never winks at gates where vice creeps in

Lest by such lie it aids to blind and bind the sinner to the sin

But love, with careful conscience prays for grace and truth’s duality

To wake the one who disobeys; by the fruit God will know the tree

Love cares about a fellow-tree not bent with harvest sound and good  

And braves the possibility of love being misunderstood

By asking God to fill the cup we lift with kind humility

So love would open up  the eyes, still rebel-blind, to look and see

© Janet Martin

While Love, Not Hate Flings Wide Dawn's Gate

While love, not hate flings wide dawn’s gate; 

life’s wonders wait to steal our breath

The hand that threads the wand that weds 

dawn’s bronze and reds to night undone

Cannot be swayed;

Love does not fail but rends night’s veil 

and tips dawn's grail of grace instead

Without love's promises 

in the Word of God

to anchor hope

and secure joy

We are prey 

for dread's deadly demons

set to loot frail soul-vessels

with brute fear 

This morning in the dark before dawn

the immense sense of impending gloom and doom

fell away in the light of God's Word 

Jude 1:20-21

But you, dear friends, by building yourselves up

 in your most holy faith

 and praying in the Holy Spirit, 

 keep yourselves in God’s love 

as you wait for the mercy of our Lord Jesus Christ 

to bring you to eternal life.

In the face of so much hardship all around us

may we never lose sight of the joy of

faith's glorious, flawless facts

 'bringing us to eternal life'.

In time’s showcase of doubt, we brace ourselves to face forecasts of doom

While mercy swells from ancient wells to toll hope’s bells with joy, not gloom

Deathtraps to happiness seem set to collapse ‘perhaps yes’ with ‘nay’

While God attends the rod that rends night’s veil and bends the dark with day

Dread’s demons lurk; their doleful work of woe berserk with throes of death

While love, not hate flings wide dawn’s gate; life’s wonders wait to steal our breath

For we are not by God forgotten; we, so rotten to the core

Still sole heirs of His grace and love; guilt’s trove spoiled with goodness galore

The hand that threads the wand that weds dawn’s bronze and reds to night undone

Cannot be swayed; this day He made both field and Reaper’s blade in one

Do not despair, but be aware; life’s care is but the thoroughfare

That leads back to, not what but Who offers true joy beyond compare

Who can afford God’s love ignored and the reward that Truth exacts

While skylines brim with proof of Him where none can dim Faith’s flawless facts

Of God in charge, though World at Large may barge where angels fear to tread

Love does not fail but rends night’s veil and tips dawn's grail of grace instead

© Janet Martin

Post-Christmas Day/Weekend Exaltation

 

Exodus 15:11

Who among the gods is like You, O LORD? 

Who is like You--majestic in holiness, 

revered with praises, performing wonders?

Phil.2:9-11

Therefore God exalted him to the highest place

and gave him the name that is above every name,

 that at the name of Jesus every knee should bow,

in heaven and on earth and under the earth,

 and every tongue acknowledge that Jesus Christ is Lord,

to the glory of God the Father.

The excerpt below was the reflection/invitation

in Our Daily Bread's Christmas Day devotion;

Reflect & Pray

What would life and history be like had Jesus never been born?

What prayer or poem can you offer God to thank Him?

Jesus, thank You for making Yourself nothing so I could be forgiven.

After the laughter and excitement of gifts given and received, 

(both of the kiddos responses to the gifts

brought laughter till we cried)

of dinners and treat-trays...

 tasted...

...and dismantled

...of visitors and vacations disappeared into the dark

Joy Abides!

Luke 2:10-11

And the angel said unto them, Fear not: 

for, behold, I bring you good tidings of great joy, 

which shall be to all people. 

For unto you is born this day in the city of David 

a Saviour, which is Christ the Lord.

Now trails upon the dark of dawn and thresholds of unknown

God’s grace and truth that leads us on from stone to stepping stone

Where fear could flaunt a cheerless taunt and dread could birth despair

But for man’s faithful confidante that hears faith’s humble prayer

The grace of God once gave to earth His only precious Son

Where the glad tidings of His birth can never be undone

Through century-to-century hope’s cornerstone abides

Salvation, wrought at Calvary, the gift God’s grace provides

Oh, praise He who fulfilled love’s plan, Heaven’s humility

Clothed in appearance as a man, yet Supreme Deity

He bore the gore of sin and shame, death on a cross, then God

Gave Him the Name above all names of Jesus Christ the Lord

…where, someday every knee will bow and every tongue confess

That Jesus Christ is Lord, the glory of God’s righteousness

Where glad tidings of greatest joy, in spite of sorrow, lives

Because the Son of God destroyed death because He forgives

Now trails upon the dark of dawn fresh opportunity

To worship He who gave his Son to set sin’s debtors free

Not to follow after the things this world exalts and hails

But to honour the King of kings and love that never fails

© Janet Martin

Happy Everlasting Exaltation!

Rejoice!

Wishing one and all a 

joyous Christmas celebration!

3.You have multiplied the nation

And [a]increased its joy;

They rejoice before You

According to the joy of harvest,

As men rejoice when they divide the spoil...

6.For unto us a Child is born,

Unto us a Son is given;

And the government will be upon His shoulder.

And His name will be called

Wonderful, Counselor, Mighty God,

Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace.

7.Of the increase of His government and peace

There will be no end,

Upon the throne of David and over His kingdom,

To order it and establish it with judgment and justice

From that time forward, even forever.

The zeal of the Lord of hosts will perform this.

Isa.9:3,6-7

Serve the Lord with fear, and rejoice with trembling.

Psalm 2:11

Blessed are you when people insult you, persecute you, 

and falsely say all kinds of evil against you because of Me. 

Rejoice and be glad, because great is your reward in heaven;

for in the same way they persecuted the prophets before you.

Matt.5:11-12

(This was going to be my post yesterday but due to Christmas Eve,

Christmas dinner and Sunday dinner food-prep

(with some very eager helpers/taste-testers)

...it simply didn't happen

Isn't it Wonderful?!

When it comes to the Real Gift of Christmas

no one needs to wonder, is there anything for me?

For God so loved the world

He gave his only begotten son 

that whosoever believes in him will not perish but

have everlasting life!

John 3:16

Rejoice, again I say rejoice; God works for our good

He who commissioned His own Son to do what none else could

Receive with joy the simple truth that first to Shepherds came

The joy of all mankind begins and ends in Jesus’ name

Not in the merits of this world will Mortal find true joy

But in The Word as hearts receive Bethlehem’s baby boy

In simple faith, in simply Christ, who beckons simply, come

Ah here, when we believe joy finds an everlasting home

© Janet Martin

Oh, that we older and perhaps more jaded

can once again glimpse the joy of a child's delight

sparked by something as simple as

a smiley-faced snowflake!

Joy Born at Bethlehem - Charles Spurgeon Sermon

Advent Awareness

Phil Wickham - Away In A Manger (Forever Amen) (Official Music Video)

Be always on the watch,

and pray that you may be able to escape all that is about to happen,

and that you may be able to stand before the Son of Man.”

Luke 21:36

The Sands of Time Are Sinking...

 

Be always on thy watch and live as if today

Could be the chariot that draws thy deathless soul away

Then arm thyself with truth and seek God’s kingdom first

We all will face the Judgement booth, forever blessed or cursed

With bowed head and bent knee, thy damning sin confess

No one is righteous without He who is our Righteousness

Then as He hears our cries His sacrifice prevails

And his atonement justifies the faith that saves the soul

Time’s somber pendulum is swinging to and fro

And counting down what will become That Day and Hour, oh

Then always watch and pray; Time’s terminating wink

May draw this day of grace away without time left to think

Be always on thy guard, like a watchman alert

Though life/love is hard do not be disillusioned by the hurt

But bow before the manger, bloodstained cross, the empty grave

And think on He a stranger to His own, who came to save

© Janet Martin

God presented Him as the atoning sacrifice through faith in His blood, 

in order to demonstrate His righteousness, 

because in His forbearance He had passed over the sins committed beforehand.

 26He did this to demonstrate His righteousness at the present time,

so as to be just and to justify the one who has faith in Jesus. 

27Where, then, is boasting? It is excluded. 

On what principle? On that of works? 

No, but on that of faith.…

Rom.3:25-27

Hymn of Joy (Inspired in part by Haitian Hostage release)

Just as the morning sun dissolves night's darkness with light

So Jesus, God's Son,(The True Light) dissolves death's darkness with life

this poem is inspired in part by Luke 18, 19& 20,

by Christmas as we dwell on God's gift to humanity,

by this week's advent theme, God's love,

by today's Daily Bread Devotion,

and by listening to the account from Christian Aid

about the missionaries released after being held captive for 2 months!

(see link below)

The word 'freedom' for them, must surely have a sweeter and deeper joy than ever before!

When he came near the place where the road goes down the Mount of Olives,

 the whole crowd of disciples began joyfully to praise God 

in loud voices for all the miracles they had seen:

38 “Blessed is the king who comes in the name of the Lord!”[b]

“Peace in heaven and glory in the highest!”

39 Some of the Pharisees in the crowd said to Jesus, “Teacher, rebuke your disciples!”

40 “I tell you,” he replied, “if they keep quiet, the stones will cry out.”

Luke 19:37-40

In captivity the missionaries sang, Just like Paul and Silas long ago

(pray their captors too will ask like that jailer did, what must I do to be saved?)

As we begin hearing details about the missionaries who were held captive

in Haiti, we cannot help but we awed by God's faithfulness

and weep for the sheer joy of the hope we have in Him!

Christian Aid Ministry talks about the Haiti hostage release

May we continue to pray for them as they deal with the aftermath of it all!

Into the darkness of the age what joy True Light yet gives

God’s Word abides to show The Way; man’s steadfast hope yet lives

So then with confidence and peace through what we see, or not

We pray God may our faith increase for battles not yet fought

For heart-of-heart humility to obey and to trust

To eclipse the futility of worldly pride and lust

For we seek a city to come (Oh Lord, may it be so)

The perfection of Christendom beyond this world of woe

Beyond the darkness of the age, where, praise God, hope yet lives

To show the way, from page to page by the Light God’s Word gives

Then praise the one true God and keep the stones from crying out

‘He is not dead nor doth he sleep’ oh, may we never doubt

But undeterred press on to Sweet Redemption’s Aftermath

His Word a Lamp unto our feet, a light unto our path

He keeps in perfect peace the mind stayed steadfastly on He

Who is compassionate and kind and forgives you and me

Not repaying accordingly to what our sins deserve

He paid guilt’s debt at Calvary, in love without reserve

His gift of grace for everyone; what joy His True Light gives

God so loved us He gave his Son to save us; hope yet lives

Delight in the law of the Lord and he will give to thee

The full desires of thy heart, from worldly want set free

And as we gaze on He who bought our freedom with His blood

May we be awed anew by the redeeming love of God

And then, not grow disheartened but be filled with gratitude

And worship He who pardoned us, with hearts and minds renewed

To sing with joy and rejoice and again I say rejoice

Do not be silent, boys and girls but give your worship voice

The Beacon of God’s Word still gleams; what joy His True Light gives

Into the darkness of the world it streams and hope yet lives

© Janet Martin

Every so often I share this beautiful hymn because I love Jesus!

Jesus, Only Jesus