Sitting here beside the river, Listening to rippling waters run,Wondering, Thinking of matters underneath the sun How great the universe, how blue the skyHow beautiful and brokenthe world to which you came to die Sitting here beside the river, Listening to the rippling water run. Pondering. Thinking about why you had to come Love beyondContinue reading “Just Wondering”
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the wings of healing…
“The day is coming!” That pronouncement draws our attention! Predictions intrigue and sometimes unsettle us whether they are speculations about the stock market, actuarial tables, prognostications associated with diseases, habits and medical treatments, or discussions about political outcomes, Some of us even resort to tarot cards and fortune tellers to garner what might be comingContinue reading “the wings of healing…”
A Song for Every Day in The New Year… “You Are Here For Me”
Acadia Mountains across Frenchman’s Bay from Schoodic Point, Maine From rising sun to rising sun The days continually run Your glory rises over the mountains Your splendor sets far out to sea You hold the day between And what You intend for me From rising sun to rising sun The days all run Through theContinue reading “A Song for Every Day in The New Year… “You Are Here For Me””
Coexistence in a Swampy World
Coexistence Although definitely not a Maine photo this one is shared because it generated some shareable thoughts. This swampy microcosm was spotted on a South Carolinian plantation while we were visiting family. Drawn to the smug almost gleeful countenance of the alligator and the naive inquisitiveness of the turtles, I immediately thought of Lewis Carroll’sContinue reading “Coexistence in a Swampy World”
Unruined Grandeur
In 1877, Jesuit priest Gerard Manley Hopkins wrote the poem “God’s Grandeur,” the first line of which states, ” The world is charged with the grandeur of God.” Soon, colorful lupine will cover Maine fields and roadsides giving testimony to that fact. Nothing can match nature’s beauty. Centuries of prophets, poets, artists, writers, theologians, andContinue reading “Unruined Grandeur”
From Sea to Shining Sea
The grand, final stanza of America the Beautiful will echo across the majestic “purple mountains” and fruited plains” of our country this Fourth of July: O beautiful for patriot dream/ That sees beyond the yearsThine alabaster cities gleam/ Undimmed by human tears.America! America!/ God shed His grace on thee,And crown thy good with brotherhood/ FromContinue reading “From Sea to Shining Sea”
More Precious than Gold?
In 1923 Robert Frost wrote the short poem “Nothing Gold can Stay”. Nature’s first green is gold,Her hardest hue to hold.Her early leaf’s a flower;But only so an hour.Then leaf subsides to leaf.So Eden sank to grief,So dawn goes down to day.Nothing gold can stay. The poem beautifully but sadly states the ancient lament thatContinue reading “More Precious than Gold?”
An Oasis of Words
Words are important and powerful. They may be a sword or a lullaby depending upon the user’s intention or whim. Strung together, words create stories, poems, lyrics and conversations. They can break hearts or cheer souls. Used wisely, they may encourage and refresh needy spirits and nurture good character. Contemptuous or gossipy words diminish andContinue reading “An Oasis of Words”
The Wideness of the Sea…
It’s breezing up, and these day sailors are heading out where nothing but ocean waters and vast skies stretch from horizon to horizon; out where human insignificance and fragility become a reality; out where our imaginations reach to God’s greatness. “There’s a wideness in God’s mercy/like the wideness of the sea…,” are words from aContinue reading “The Wideness of the Sea…”
Of Lilacs and Remembrances
“ Look, the winter is past, and the rains are over and gone/ The flowers are springing up, the season of singing birds has come, and the cooing of turtledoves fills the air… “Lilacs are exuberantly purple and perfumed, and cherry trees fragrant with blossoms….”(Song of Songs 2:11-12, NLT2; 2:13 MSG) In late May, beautifulContinue reading “Of Lilacs and Remembrances”
Sweet Words from Maine 