1 Chronicles

In all the begatting

That 

Went on/goes on/is going on/will go on

Mothers are there

Carrying
Birthing
Suffering
Celebrating
Cooking 
Cleaning
Feeding
Clothing
Nurturing
Correcting
Cheering
Weeping
Worrying
Praying
Hoping
Fearing
Teaching
Training
Holding
Releasing

Doing 

Work
(that is generally)

Unseen
Unsung
Unrecorded
Unpaid

Yet

Vital
(no one lived/lives/will live without it)

Worthy
Work

Unsung
(generally)

Except by

The One

Who 

Sees all
Knows all

The One 

Who 

Made you
Prepared you
Equipped you
Called you
Sees you
And

Rejoices
Over the

Relentless 
Sacrificing
Faithfulness 

Of you 

He does

How

How did 
Koinonia 
Come to mean 

Women in fur coats
And 

I/we 
Don’t belong
Really
(and never will)

How did
 I preach the Word of God
Come to mean 

Misogyny 

and 
and 
and

Help me Poppa
In all the undoing

You are doing 

In me/us

To keep You

The reality 
Of 

You

Heal Your church Poppa
Heal me/us
Help me/us to find

Your good way

The 
Way

How


Darkness

When darkness falls

And

Suffering begins


No one knows when it will end
(not really)

We wait
And try to hope
And strain to see

The Light
(at the end of that long dark tunnel without end)

Knowing
(or trying to know)

That He is there

Truly

Working in the darkness
On our/your/my/their behalf

Working to

Make all things 

New


When darkness fell for you Jesus
Was it like this
For 
You

With: A Poem for Lent

You asked us to be with You
In that 
Shadowy
Waiting
Dark
Scary 
Lonely
Place

That place before

The Cross

We got tired
We got sleepy
We shut our eyes
And couldn’t

Stay

Awake

You knew all that 
(somehow)
Yet/still
Invited us 

In

Cause You knew 
(and we know) 

That

Company
(even fickle/faulty)

Is welcome
(even if they can’t go the whole way)

And really

The darkest places
Are 

Solitary places

Places we go to 

Alone

Death
Sickness
Suffering
Pain
Betrayal 
Rejection 
Misunderstood

Those are the alone places 

Places we go to

Alone


Except 

That

You are there 
Jesus
You are there
 
You 
Who went the whole distance
In the dark

Are there

You 
You 
You
Are there

1986

Dresses and flowers and looking just right
All those years ago

Then

Time
And 
Tragedy
And
Distance
And 
Disconnect
And

I don’t know you

Anymore

(not really)


There’s a hole there now

There

Where you used to be

And

I feel that void 

(from time to time)

And

It fills with sorrow/regret/guilt

Do you feel that hole too

That way

Do you

Poppa 

I look to you

What to do
What to do
What to do

Your Peace

Your peace

Nascent in me

Elusive


That’s not on You Poppa

You stand ready

Always

To give it


It’s me

(actually)

Who needs

To stand still

Long enough

To receive it

Your peace

Your Voice

What do You have in mind today Poppa
(for me)

What’s on Your heart

That’s the most important thing
(isn’t it)

Your plans
(not mine)

The calendar is Yours to fill

So

In Jesus name

I now silence every voice 

But Yours

Yours is the only Voice

I want 

To hear

What do You have in mind today Poppa

I’m listening


To  You

Fog

Fog 
Shrouds
Masks 

Light
Freedom 
Hope

Father

We long for
(need)

Your

Light
Freedom 
Hope

In these days of Lent 
I wear that fog shroud

Re-calling

The steadfast sojourn
To that place 

Where 

You brought back

Light
Freedom
Hope

The best souvenirs
of that 

Terrible trip

For us

Simply Sisters

Same
Different
Same
Different
Same 
Different
Same

Biggest Fan

Also

Biggest Critic

Same
Different
Same 
Different
Same
Different
Same
Different
Same

Leaving

I dreamt of you
 
Real and ethreal

Your broad strong capable back

Leaving

(again)

And

I 

Breath in new courage

To face the day

Again

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