Borne on mighty wings, the lure of distant shores,
Vast the oceans passing, the wind by feathers bore.
Freedom deeply breathing, its song, a rally call,
The promise, new beginnings, fulfilment of His Law.
“I bore you up on eagles’ wings and brought you to Myself.”
~ Exodus 19:4
Words unheeded, hope stillborn,
Letters from God, tattered, torn.
Stolen by wind, now lost, forlorn,
Yet in the lull, a brand new song.
Dull in spirit, weak of mind,
Slothful senses, all combine.
Sightings of The Lord, seem hard to find,
Yet here is the Rose, alas, dim eyes.
At dawn, the petals peeling,
Dusk, well deserved resting.
The Lord labours, ever softly,
Waif of a tree, bare, unadorned,
Planted in earth, dry and worn,
Still its leaves glisten, in golden light,
Kissed by His sun, its soul burns bright.
Anawim (Hebrew, pronounced ann-a-weem) refers to the poor who keep faith in God even in hard times.
His direction could not have been simpler,
Follow my commandment, love one another.
But rather than keep to the straight and true,
Wanton detour, a disaster soon to rue.
Autumn leaves come alive,
Oddly in tropical clime.
School children walking by,
A warm spectrum upon them shines.
For like this tree,
God deemed it right,
Creating these kids
with special needs and likes.
So with a kinder eye,
Look beyond and deep,
Rainbows stir us to life!
When our tired senses fall asleep.
I have never seen this tree in autumn colours until yesterday November 13 just after midday. It is located on the sidewalk near the visitors’ entrance to the Rainbow Centre at Margaret Drive, Singapore, a school dedicated to the care of children with special needs including those with autistic spectrum disorder (Do visit their homepage at http://www.rainbowcentre.org.sg).
Disclaimer: This personal post in no way represents the views of the Rainbow Centre.
The third day closing,
But His work remained unfinished.
For the scene before Him needed a lift,
To come alive,
It demanded that certain sparkle.
A thoughtful flick of his delicate brush,
the paint drop then flew its course,
Now it came to be,
Then God said: Let the earth bring forth vegetation: every kind of plant that bears seed and every kind of fruit tree on earth that bears fruit with its seed in it.
And so it happened: the earth brought forth vegetation: every kind of plant that bears seed and every kind of fruit tree that bears fruit with its seed in it. God saw that it was good.
Evening came, and morning followed – the third day.
Living is far from having all provisions stocked and ready in order to stay afloat in both calm and choppy waters.
Real life can only be experienced by accepting the changes in sea and weather conditions, improvising, and having a patient trust in His merciful providence.
Photo: A makeshift buoy confidently afloat
“Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothes?”
~ Matthew 6:25
Was God so callous as not to provide even the most basic creature comforts for His only Son when it came time for His birth?
No warm room at the inn.
No midwife attending.
Just a bare and rough manger in which animals found shelter as night fell.
But yet, what manner of crib was chosen in which Our Lord could snuggle and bury his face as he slumbered?
Simply, it was Mary’s elbow, whose inviting hollow beheld God, and kept Him safe and warm on that most humble of nights.
“While they were there, the time came for her to have her child, and she gave birth to her firstborn son. She wrapped him in swaddling clothes and laid him in a manger, because there was no room for them in the inn.”
~ Luke 2:6-7
Feast of St Luke
18 October 2013