Hospital lobby fascinates
The comings and goings
Humanity here in Hamilton
Loved ones pushing lame ones
Staff repeating protocol
But with grace
Beautiful art and Gospel hints
Many too distracted
To look up
To whisper words
Of invocation
Of needful petition
To the Almighty
The loving-kind One
The supreme Sufferer
Who overcame
On and through a Cross
And knows the plight
Of the afflicted
The neglected
The hurting
The misunderstood
The uncertain
The dependent
The clinging.
And clinging to what?
To Whom?
With the authority
And the acumen
And the heart to heal it all.
An image comes to mind
To us in this throng:
Peter and John stand
With a once-crippled one
Before incredulous lords
Claiming the Name of Jesus
And faith in that Name
As the rock bottom reason
For astounding good prospects
For a back erect
For lips filled with praise
For legs given to dance.
This one was accompanied. (Acts 4: 7-14)

Back to the Garden




Key of Thanksgiving

Just give thanks For every small disclosure Seeing God is no Small chore these days Think that Right and Peace And Everlasting Looks on you with Never changing Grace Gives you help

All the Best

We are told
There is no bad news
Just unfolding
Of God's will
Though the packages
Are daunting
He's the Keeper
Keeping still.
And He lets
The darkness threaten
Til we moan
Without a plan
So that we might
Well abandon
All the strategies
Of man.
That's the time
When Christ's power
That's the time
When demons flee
What a trade-off
My sad failures
All made right at Calvary.
And He works
The work so gently
And He hauls our
Common yoke
Just a please
And then a thank you
That a small child
Might invoke.

Matthew 11: 27-30

Distressed Flock

Drudgery in this walk And dry the place I know that we are tired The bugs, the heat The grass turned brown Oh for those days inspired. We left the fold And village cheer Our Shepherd on ahead With hopes of high And verdant times No sense of doubt or dread. The Man before Would sing and march And watering holes unearth Quite safe with Him As wolf lurked round We thrived in second-birth. Then clouds had come And drizzling tests The path turned mud Quite slick And some would fall Their lungs awash And most lost heart when sick. The Shepherd still Would share this test And doctor when He could And bring to mind Much hallowed verse As we knew that we should. A single day of sun Told us His hope Could not be quelled. But soon a drought Burned off all damp Parched bellies Ached and yelled. So this the goal? We asked ourselves A string of stretching trials? Where gone the song And sky-blue hopes Sweet fellowship and smiles? But then He comes Right in the face Caressing stricken heads And p…

Brebeuf, Ending

I wonder what price For this journey From textbook To strange tongue Tall pine From abbey And penance To portage And comrades All hardy in line. The trek to The New World So dazzling The ocean skies Beckoning on And red faces Stare at our larder And implements Toted so long. They sense There is help In this process The prayers Ministrations so new The children All laugh in the stories While parents see Snows to get through While parents tend Fields of the maize corn And cut needful pelts From wild friends And murmer Of enemies looming Will our Jesus <