Posts Tagged ‘Jesus Christ’

Bidding Adieu And Starting Anew: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Free Verse

July 13, 2017

How do I bid adieu
To a life
And a lifestyle
I’ve lived
For years?

It was never comfortable.
Too Often
it was not pure,
nor holy,
nor of good report.
Rarely was it
praiseworthy.

It was not
Where I needed
Or wanted
To be.

At last,
here I am,
at the edge
of potential new paths,
rising out of the muck
and mire of the past.

New vistas,
new visions,
new opportunities
are spread out before me,
inviting me,
filling me with hope
and belief:

I CAN do this!

And yet…
I don’t know how
to step away.
I’m afraid I’ll lose
my shoe,
Stuck
In the past’s muck.

Then I recall Him.
He asks me to change.
He will lift me
up
and out;
Place my unshod feet
On paths He has traveled,
to places He has gone.

I believe
that when I’ve walked
His paths,
barefoot,
long enough to have worn
all the muck from my feet,
they will be shod
through His Grace
and Mercy
with righteousness,
And I will be purified
and able
to be
in the vistas
I can now only
dimly
see.

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“The Church Asks So Much!” Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

July 9, 2017

Church can ask a lot/
of me, but The Savior can/
never ask too much.

Child-like Testimony Is Truth: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

April 16, 2017

My friend is full of/
The Lord’s love. When he speaks of/
Him, I know He lives.

I’m Not Powerful Enough To Ruin Lives: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

February 12, 2017

Can I ruin the /
life of another or just/
change the road they’re on?

Yes, You Did, But You’re Not: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

October 1, 2016

Don’t be hurt when folks/
cut down your bad past. Tell your/
forgiveness blessing

His Name Was Willem And He Is Known: Revolutionary ImproVerse Free Verse Poem

June 12, 2016

His name is Willem,
not William or Wilhelm;
Dutch, not Deutsch.

Even in a region
of millions,
there was only one,
an outsider,
me,
not Dutch,
(not much!)
who came that day
to serve
Willem.

The edifice was kept open for him,
and for me.
Servants of the Lord waited on him,
and on me,
because even though
I don’t know him,
Willem Huisman,
18th Century
from Gelderland,
Dutch,
He knows him.

His name is Willem.
He with a capital H
knows his sheep.
He knows him.
Chicago Temple, doing work for Willem
Here is the back story behind this poem (I wrote a friend about it).
I went to the Chicago Temple (Temple of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints) the other day… drove 2.5 hours by myself (from central Wisconsin, not bad when you think of people who travel weeks to get to a temple!), did two sessions. The first session I took one of my own names through, and there were 4 men and 4 women in the session. VERY small session.
Then, when I finished the session, I saw that I had enough time to do another session, so asked if I could. The workers at the Temple said “Sure! Can you take this name through?” So I did. They held up the session for me (it was at noon on Tuesday), and as I got into the room, they said “Just a minute, we have to go find a Sister to join you.” I said “I’m not married”. They said “That’s fine. We’ll go get one of the Temple workers to join you.”
In other words, I WAS THE ONLY PATRON IN THE SESSION. And I felt REALLY STRONGLY the importance of “the One”. Willem Huisman, from Gelderland, Netherlands. SO I was the man in the session. An older married sister, a Temple worker, was also in the Session. Then, for the prayer, 6 temple workers came in to join us. I cried when they came in, thinking “Wow. This is REALLY important! This is really about “The One”.” When the prayer was done, the workers left.
SO I have now been in the SMALLEST temple session possible. Me as the only patron. Wow.

Validation From The One: Revolutionary IMprov Rhyming Haiku

March 11, 2016

It’s sad my daughter’s/
validation must come from/
others, not the One.

Two Foggy Morning On County Trunk G Haiku: Revolutionary ImproVerse / ConTEXTing Haiku

March 11, 2016

These 2 poems were as the result of this view at about 7:20 a.m.
Foggy Morning Sun, County Trunk G, Winnebago, Wisconsin near southeast of Neenah
7:23 a.m.
Even foggy and/
frosty mornings have Beauty/
if you accept it.

10:08 a.m.
No matter how grey/
and foggy our path may be,/
the Son will shine through.

I Love To See The Temple (Redo, Conclusion) – Revolutionary ImproVerse Song Poem

June 20, 2015

This is the final (I hope) version of “I love to see the Temple” redo that I wrote June 19th, and sang in the parking lot of the Payson, Utah Temple of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints. The video is on youtube HERE: I Love to see the Temple (Conclusion) video.

DK Temple Return, Payson Utah LDS TempleI love to see the Temple.
I’m going back today.
I used to love to serve there,
but then I lost my way.

For the Temple is a holy place
which I will not defile.
I’m going back now I am clean.
It’s taken me awhile.

Here is the original post, with a link to the original YouTube,
https://cyranowriter.wordpress.com/2014/02/15/i-love-to-see-the-temple-part-2-revolutionary-improv-primary-song-redo/

“It Is Finished!”–A Shout Of Truiumph

May 17, 2015

“It is finished!” was/
not a sad quitter’s cry, but/
a shout of triumph.