admixture

Holiday Admixture
4-17-14


Reading Christmas Scripture so close to Easter
Inwardly I am as a Jew wanting to believe
I pray that he will find his way
In that I have compassion
No longer walking after the glory of such fashion
The holy ghost has come upon thee
The power of the Highest shall overshadow thee
For with God nothing will be impossible
The child leapt in her womb
And the Spirit did move
I remember yesterday's victory
In that I made it through to you
Looking forward to roasted pumpkin seeds
But living first for today
In the admixture of all seasons
We are all of one bread
For with God nothing will be impossible...






















Of Low Estate
4-17-14


He hath regarded the low estate
Yet to tear down that which he did create
Like last year's calendar
I learn how to love and forget my resentment and hate
Blessed is she that hath believed
Where five thousand are filled that yet ate
Abiding three months side by side
There is no kindred by such a name
Where I take my second cup of coffee
At the chime of eight
In that it's not too soon nor too late
Blessed be the good Lord of Israel
For he hath visited and redeemed his people
Raising up a horn of salvation
By the view across the street
Of my favorite steeple....












Taxed
4-17-14


I suppose this here and now as my day job
To make my appearance with my open bible
And the child grew and waxed strong in spirit
This is what I do for the glory
Fighting my Sihon at Jahaz
He would not let us pass by
In that God hath hardened his spirit
I suppose that here and now to be my profession
Where there went out a decree from Caesar Augustus
Every one to his own city
To be taxed according to the master plan
Until I pass over my Jordan again
Yeah, I will take up today tablet and pen
And I will come around back here again...












Taxed (Part 2)
4-17-14


How is it that ye sought me
Wist ye not that I would be about my father's business
The child would wax great as a prodigy of all time
Gifted for such an anointing
Of my dreams that I could not put into words
In such a journal
As such taxing is first made
When Cyrenius was governor
O, why do I mention such insignificant details
But to weave a snack cracker with whole wheat
In regarding as well the barley
And memories of a brother that still rides his Harley
I salute him here
Glory to God in the Highest
And goodwill to all men
This is what I do
In taking up today
Bible, tablet and pen....














On Luke 2:14