Has the pace picked up too quickly? Then this prayer might be the one for you.
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Writers and poets often make words and actions their topic, I among their number, and this poem also devoted to the subject. Two stanzas of five lines each, with a rhyme scheme of ABABA, makes for an interesting arrangement. (You already know I love chiastic structures.) The unstressed feet vary between the two stanzas, and the second uses enjambment, furthering the contrast between the irony of the first and the plain declaration of the second.
The last line alludes to James 1.26-27. James, Proverbs, Jesus, Paul, all have much to say about the use of the tongue. Peter talks about how ignorance is not silent — on the contrary, and the first stanza alludes to this fact. "For it is God's will that by doing right you should silence the ignorant talk of foolish people" 1Pt 2.15 ISV.
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Glory to God for man's imagination and creativity, for his engineering ability to manipulate his surroundings and invent machines and technologies that serve good and make life more comfortable.
Glory to God for another year of life, for this day to learn more of his gracious will, worship his eternal name, serve his holy purpose.
If you've been a subscriber of the email list for long, you know I'm not a melancholy writer. Usually. Today's offering, then, strikes a more wistful tone than normal. Chalk it up to being home alone, with The Missus off with family.
So today you get imperfect rhyme in places. The second stanza could well serve as a refrain if somebody were minded to write music for it.
So here's the question for the list subscribers: Did the poem leave you feeling a bit sad? What note most caught your attention?
This piece is part of a work, Choose Love, that I hope to make into a second volume, following my book Choose!. Who knows if it will ever get finished. But perhaps you'll be uplifted by this installment.
Some have considered 1 Corinthians 13 as a parenthesis in the discussion about the use of gifts. In truth, it is the center and peak of the whole discussion, with the discussion in chapter 12 on gifts and chapter 14 on edification as the slopes of the peak. It all comes down to love. Or rather, it is up to love at the peak where we must climb.
Not everyone has the same gift. But every single saint must have the same motivation of love. Here, Paul personifies love. Some think he has the Lord Jesus Christ in mind. If so, he will move quickly from Jesus as love to the disciple as love. But perhaps he seeks to pass on the idea that wherever love is present, this is how it will act.
The deluge of news in the world, via our constant connectedness to the Internet, depresses the soul with the perverseness and maliciousness of man. The disciple of Christ protects his mind. He guards his soul from corrupting influences. He keeps away from the negativity. While he engages the people of the world, he raises high barriers against its perspective.
So today's poem focuses on the things — shall we be more precise? — on the One from whom all good and righteousness flow.
The meter is unusual for me, seven feet, which connotes the crowded negative and twisted media that presses in upon us.
Three stanzas were written some days ago. The third, below, was added this morning.
This poem was somewhat inspired by the big news of the last couple of days. Perhaps you can see tints of it in these two short stanzas.