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Retired archaeologist and governmental tree-hugger. I'm a: United Methodist lay pulpit supply preacher; semi-professional photographer; and poet.

Friday, December 9, 2016

Abide Until



James 5:7-10

Abide my love
Abide until

The farmer abides
The farmer is patient
Preparing
Planting
Waiting
Abiding until

Abide my love
Be patient dear-one until
Abide and be nice until
Abide and don't judge until

He's coming
He's near
He's just outside the door

The Prophets abided until
The Prophets suffered until
The Prophets were patient until
Until


~ Tiwago



(photography by tiwago)

Thursday, December 8, 2016

Emanuel



Happy are y'all
with Emanuel-help
with Emanuel-hope

He who made
Heaven and Earth
Water and Matter 
Life

Forever faithful
Champion of the weak
Cook for the hungry

The Lord
Frees us from our jails
The Lord
Removes the scabs from our eyes
The Lord
Picks us back up again and kisses our booboos
The Lord
Loves it when we imitate him
The Lord
Cares for the aliens 
The Lord
Loves the 
Lost

The Lord hates injustice, meanness, and selfishness.
The Lord always was, is, and shall be here.
Praise the Lord!
Praise the Lord!
Praise the Lord!

~ Tiwago

Wednesday, December 7, 2016

Advent Flowers


"The wasteland shall rejoice and blossom;
like  the crocus it shall bloom abundantly,
and rejoice with joy and singing."

Isaiah 35:1-2



Glory returns?
Majesty returns?
     Glory and majesty!

Strength for your weakness. 
     Stability for your wobbling. 
          Encouragement for your hopelessness.

Be strong?
Fear not?
     Immanuel!
          See again.
          Hear again.
          Move again.
          Sing again.

Flowing water:
     Quenching water;
     Healing water;
     Nurturing water;
     Growing water -
Living water!

Wondrous Way!
     Perfecting Path!
          Fool's Freeway!
               Highway Home!

Joyous singing;
     No more sighing!
Joyous gladness;
     No more crying!

~ Tiwago





(photography by tiwago)

Sunday, December 4, 2016

#noDAPL - Why It Matters to Me Personally

I am but an old leaf,
but I come from
a mighty tree.


Why do I care? The pipeline does not go through my backyard. I am not of the First Nations. I do not myself drink of the river's water. Why do I care? 

I was an Archaeologist for over a decade. I have knowledge of the efforts to exterminate or forcefully enculturate those who lived here first because they were in the way of "progress". With greater knowledge comes greater responsibility - I may not keep silent without becoming even more complicit than my comfortable position of white privilege already makes me. How can I lie by omission? 

I was a Planner for over two decades. Repeatedly, I saw gray infrastructure projects located away from affluent subdivisions and forced through "vacant" farmland or "unused" open-space. Now that I am retired I am free to speak out, therefor, I am honor-bound to do so. How can I judge people as being more disposable for having less money, power, and influence? 

I was a Preservationist too. I saw an ever-increasing number of new pipelines cross through my county for the "public weal". Private pipelines bringing foreign products through our land to ports for shipping overseas to foreign customers. "It's the economy stupid!" they say. How can I not speak to power, calling them to claim their lies of prosperity for all?

I have been a Christian for just a short while. How can I not be against social and environmental injustice whenever and wherever I see it and still call myself a follower of Jesus Christ? The God of Amos and Micah and Malachi drives me to prophesy! How can I ignore the Spirit's breath within me?

I am a Grandfather, a Father, a Husband, a Child, a Preacher, a Poet, a Photographer, a Human-being - how can I do anything but shout and scream and rage in the Wilderness; even if my words are lost and carried off by the wind?

I am an old man, but do I not come from a mighty Tree?


Friday, December 2, 2016

Let There be Hope on Earth



Remember, scripture was written in love to instruct and inform us, to give us strength, encouragement, and hope. May this strengthening, encouraging, source-of-hope God grant that you may live in hope-filled harmony with each other. Together, may your hope, your words, and your deeds glorify They who created you, He who died for you, She who dwells within you.

Remember that Christ came for believers and unbelievers.
Remember that Christ died for both saints and for sinners. 
Remember that Christ is with our nation as with all nations.
Remember that Christ is neither Republican nor Democrat.
Remember that Christ is both a Democrat and a Republican.
Remember, Christ was with us; is with us; is coming to us.

May the God of Hope fill you with His shalom inside, and fill you with true peace between you through the works of the Prince of Peace, and the hope of the Spirit within us and through us.