CANDLE OF HIS LIGHT

 

Candle of His light

Cast your goodness

In your steady glow

Across the sinful world

And bath us in love

HOLY UNMERCENARIES

 

Holy unmercenaries

Is an epithet applying to

Christian saints,

Who did not accept

Payment of any kind

For good deeds done

Which is I think the very least

One should expect from a saint

ONE OF THE TWELVE - MATTHEW THE APOSTLE

 

One of the twelve

Matthew the Apostle

Born in Galilee

Was a former publican

Turned tax collector

From Capernaum

Before answering the call

Witness of the ascension

Witness of the resurrection

One of the four Evangelists.

Who then spread the Gospels

Far and wide

Was killed with a spear

In the city of Nadabah

In Ethiopia

 

Feast Day 21^st September

I AM IN

 

I am in the soothing warmth

Of a gentle spring day

I am in the sunlight

Glinting on the morning dew

I am in the summer breeze

Stirring a field of ripened corn

I am in the aromatic air

Of a sultry summer night

I am in the autumn wind

Stripping bare the trees

I am the howling tempest

In the teeth of a gale

I am in the bitter sting

Of icy rain and sleet

I am in the silence

Of the softly falling snow

I am the eerie quiet

In the concealing mists

I am the storm and tempest

I am the peace and quiet

I am the green man

I am the green goddess

I am the mother

GODS DEVOTEES

 

You will find in any holy place

Every up turned face

Of the congregation there

With the power of prayer

Can achieve both great and small

With faith and prayer is all

A fellowship on their knees

A family of Gods devotees

UNDER THE BLUE AND SUNNY SKY

 

Under the blue and sunny sky

I open my heart and sing

In praise to the heavenly father

For the beauty of the morning

And raise up my hands in worship

Of my one true God and King

GOD’S COUNTRY

 

The breeze on my face was still warm

Though the sun was setting

With the horizon a kaleidoscope of colour,

There would be more rain before morning.

And the thunder would return.

The grass was still wet underfoot

And the air was heavy with that earthy

Just rained on fragrance

Overhead through the leafy canopy

Was the quiet whispering of the breeze

Followed by a hail of displaced raindrops

And I smiled to myself and thanked God

That I should live in such a place