February 26, 2010

Poem - Just One More

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Just One More

A poem written by  Christi Armstrong and recited by Jenny

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His words are dancing all around me.

Spirit moving deep inside me.

My heart reaching, touching His.

"Go and find one, bring them to me.

My broken vessels need my arms."

Turning focus, realign.

Priorities of my own design, bow to holy breath.

Mud and water, lick my knees.

Windy raining, battles peace.

Moving still, I seek His face.

Dropping, praying, eyes tight clenched.

Not my strength but His alone pulls me,

pushing, holding, reaching,

bringing to His mighty throne.

Breathing, grasping sacrifice.

Mercy's beauty, Pearl of price.

Giving one and then another,

just one more,

I turn to go.

Seeking, finding,

one more lamb to bring to Holy,

healing hands.

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February 8, 2010

Old Man of Prayer

Old Man of Prayer

written by Mark Brown

(read by Richard Allen)

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Ignoring the cold constriction of knees long past their best

This old man of prayer persisted with long earned patience.

Painfully positioned, hand grasping each other in a determined embrace

The old man of prayer dropped his head,

eyes locking out the simple room.

He paused, to release his thoughts and invite a focus

on the one who made him

The old man of prayer knew his time was short,

but he thought slowly.

He prayed a life of friendships and family long travelled

The old man of prayer told the story as he had done many times before.

The story of love and joy that brings tears and pain

The old man of prayer found his cheeks moist with memories.

The story of failure and desire of hope that confuses and refines

The old man of prayer, with undaunted clarity pushed on.

Then pain splashed across his frail body, pushing him into the grey

And the old man of prayer knew that his time had come.

They found the old man of prayer resting peacefully against his bed,

still kneeling, hands loosely bound in prayer, a faint smile fixed on his face.

When they gently removed him they found

two knee sized worn patches in the carpet beneath him.

The ambulance attendant, quietly offered,

‘Amen.’

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February 3, 2010

POD - Psalm 119v33-40

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Psalm 119v33-40 (h He)

(as read by Aubree)

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33 Teach me, LORD, the way of your decrees, that I may follow it to the end.

34 Give me understanding, so that I may keep your law and obey it with all my heart.

35 Direct me in the path of your commands, for there I find delight.

36 Turn my heart toward your statutes and not toward selfish gain.

37 Turn my eyes away from worthless things; preserve my life according to your word.

38 Fulfill your promise to your servant, so that you may be feared.

39 Take away the disgrace I dread, for your laws are good.

40 How I long for your precepts! In your righteousness preserve my life.

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