Showing posts with label hope. Show all posts
Showing posts with label hope. Show all posts
Wednesday, April 9, 2014
Monday, April 7, 2014
Sunday, August 25, 2013
Monday, August 5, 2013
Hope
"Hope" is the thing with feathers -
That perches in the soul -
And sings the tune without the words -
And never stops - at all.
- Emily Dickinson -
That perches in the soul -
And sings the tune without the words -
And never stops - at all.
- Emily Dickinson -
Wednesday, January 2, 2013
Flight 2013 - prepare for take off
Good Evening and welcome to Flight 2013! We are prepared to take off into the New Year. Please make sure your Attitude and Blessings are secured and locked in an upright position. All self destructed devices should be turned off at this time. All negativity, hurt and discouragement should be put away. Should we lose Attitude under pressure during this flight, reach up and pull down a prayer. Prayers will automatically be activated by Faith. Once your Faith is activated you can assist other passengers. There will BE NO BAGGAGE allowed on this flight. The Captain has cleared us for take off!
Sunday, October 7, 2012
Grass is Greener
An old farmhouse, with meadows wide,
And sweet with clover on either side;
A bright-eyed boy, who looks from out
The door, with woodpine wreathed about
And wishes this one thought all the day;
"Oh, if I could but fly away
From this dull spot the world to see.
How happy, O how happy,
How happy I would be."
Amid the city's constant din
A man who 'round the world had been
Who, 'Mid the tumult and the throng,
Is thinking, thinking all the day long:
"Oh, could I only tread once more
The field-path to the farmhouse door
The old green meadows could I see,
How happy, Oh how happy
How happy I would be."
And sweet with clover on either side;
A bright-eyed boy, who looks from out
The door, with woodpine wreathed about
And wishes this one thought all the day;
"Oh, if I could but fly away
From this dull spot the world to see.
How happy, O how happy,
How happy I would be."
Amid the city's constant din
A man who 'round the world had been
Who, 'Mid the tumult and the throng,
Is thinking, thinking all the day long:
"Oh, could I only tread once more
The field-path to the farmhouse door
The old green meadows could I see,
How happy, Oh how happy
How happy I would be."
Sunday, October 24, 2010
Hopes and Dreams - another Mirages of Hope poem
Sometimes I stop,
ponder,
wonder,
what were my hopes and dreams?
When did I start living and worrying,
day-to-day,
day-in-and-day-out,
forgetting about the grandiose plans,
what I wanted to be?
Now I want to remember, but can't.
Somehow my mind is blocked,
me blocking me,
the soul of the soul,
captive to lesser me thoughts,
groveling at the bottom of the barrel,
wondering when it will all change.
Thinking small.
But,
God does have plans for me.
What are they, when will they be apparent to me?
Where does my heart have to go to find out ?
More journey?
Enjoying more of my now,
so I can be given different or more?
Perhaps,
Can I quicken it somehow?
Perhaps,
It is time to give up my will,
surrender to the unknown,
mirages of hope,
that turn into waterfalls of knowledge,
that will develop into faith.
It is time.
RDC
8/6/2010
ponder,
wonder,
what were my hopes and dreams?
When did I start living and worrying,
day-to-day,
day-in-and-day-out,
forgetting about the grandiose plans,
what I wanted to be?
Now I want to remember, but can't.
Somehow my mind is blocked,
me blocking me,
the soul of the soul,
captive to lesser me thoughts,
groveling at the bottom of the barrel,
wondering when it will all change.
Thinking small.
But,
God does have plans for me.
What are they, when will they be apparent to me?
Where does my heart have to go to find out ?
More journey?
Enjoying more of my now,
so I can be given different or more?
Perhaps,
Can I quicken it somehow?
Perhaps,
It is time to give up my will,
surrender to the unknown,
mirages of hope,
that turn into waterfalls of knowledge,
that will develop into faith.
It is time.
RDC
8/6/2010
Friday, August 13, 2010
Moment of Singleness
In bed alone,
tears fall freely.
No child to tuck in,
my life journey,
ends with me.
How did my choices get me here?
If I'm the captain of my soul,
somehow I followed the wrong map.
A wayward sailor,
thinking the adventure lead,
to the really promising destination.
At the conference I meet people,
from all over,
talking,
listening,
eating,
sitting at the pool.
They got married somehow,
had kids,
went to baseball games,
tucked them in,
school plays.
Somehow it bypassed me.
The dress purchased,
the rings,
the flower girl clothes,
best men ties.
The man - he isn't thinking of me,
lost in his pain,
in his sorrow,
job loss,
money gone,
bill collectors calling non-stop.
No more musings of hope,
faith shattered,
heart torn.
What next?
My heart aches.
RDC Midnight 8/12/2010
tears fall freely.
No child to tuck in,
my life journey,
ends with me.
How did my choices get me here?
If I'm the captain of my soul,
somehow I followed the wrong map.
A wayward sailor,
thinking the adventure lead,
to the really promising destination.
At the conference I meet people,
from all over,
talking,
listening,
eating,
sitting at the pool.
They got married somehow,
had kids,
went to baseball games,
tucked them in,
school plays.
Somehow it bypassed me.
The dress purchased,
the rings,
the flower girl clothes,
best men ties.
The man - he isn't thinking of me,
lost in his pain,
in his sorrow,
job loss,
money gone,
bill collectors calling non-stop.
No more musings of hope,
faith shattered,
heart torn.
What next?
My heart aches.
RDC Midnight 8/12/2010
Wednesday, August 4, 2010
There is no God for me you said
There is no God for me you said
Dark stone eyes, gaze straight ahead
Abandoned me at time of need,
One set footprints, size of me
No one helps carry load
Weary, mad, at end of road
They say to pray
Kneel , bow head
Mirage of hope
Light flickers, then dead
My heart tried change
Did no good
Saw no answer
Said I should
I cannot sleep,
Toss and turn
Close friend asks,
When will I learn
God loves me, my soul created
No matter what, He has waited
Till son below turns eyes above
Toward Father of infinite love
And proclaims within, there is a God
Stone eyes change, hand on the rod
Ups and downs, through and around
Life journey, eternal round
Change heart now, feel the joy,
Father in heaven loves his boy
Fight Him, mock Him
Deep despair
Embrace Him, follow Him
Eternal care
God loves his boy.
RDC
8/1/2010
Dark stone eyes, gaze straight ahead
Abandoned me at time of need,
One set footprints, size of me
No one helps carry load
Weary, mad, at end of road
They say to pray
Kneel , bow head
Mirage of hope
Light flickers, then dead
My heart tried change
Did no good
Saw no answer
Said I should
I cannot sleep,
Toss and turn
Close friend asks,
When will I learn
God loves me, my soul created
No matter what, He has waited
Till son below turns eyes above
Toward Father of infinite love
And proclaims within, there is a God
Stone eyes change, hand on the rod
Ups and downs, through and around
Life journey, eternal round
Change heart now, feel the joy,
Father in heaven loves his boy
Fight Him, mock Him
Deep despair
Embrace Him, follow Him
Eternal care
God loves his boy.
RDC
8/1/2010
Monday, July 12, 2010
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