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Friday, March 29, 2013

Because He LIVES!

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This video should have us praising God for the work of christians (not named in the video) in Uganda!!! 
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Wednesday, March 27, 2013

Song of a Town Crier at Thanksgiving Time

Song of a Town Crier at Thanksgiving Time

The starting point: ready, set, go ... that we know.
The Finish line ... we know not when...
all is discovery; mysteries are written
... in stone and in the wind.

Begun in innocence?
We may believe it is so, yet soon enough we
discover the cries of the infants
are ours also, and as our cries now, theirs will be.

Does the child’s query “Why?” ever die?
Fade it does as they are trained to forage and scheme.
Yet secret things whisper to us all in quieter times. 
Will we hear them and search them out?

The paths of mystery run through the earth and life,
a certain end we see at a distance,
and we see others arrive there first, did they search?
Secrets discovered but kept we will not know.

Will we seek also?
Or will the maddening noise of our wheels 
drive us, capture us, crush us? Somewhere
in the distance we will all be captured and crushed.

Time to smell the roses (and be thankful for them) is
taken captive by hunger pains and games, and by pride. 
We push to thrashing for our agenda and advantage. 
Our living is mostly maintenance.

We labor to live it well and long, 
yet we reach the finish,
yet undone, 
And to that mystery all do bow. 

Beginnings and endings, turning, spinning,
shadows fall but the light returns.
Circles, cycles, days and years... starts and starting again,
all does end, are we are finished at our end. 

Tomorrow we may die, and pleasure is commended, but
DEATH is the elephant in every room.

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I wrote this while waiting for a friend who was having maintenance done by a surgeon on his right eye. After I wrote it, I picked up a Time magazine, Sept. 30th, 2013. The cover article was: 
Can Google Solve DEATH? 
The richest man ever to live did commend both labor (maintenance?) and pleasure (enjoying the fruits of labor). And that man, Solomon, the third King of Israel, son of David and Bathsheba, also said to be the wisest man who ever lived, did also write, in better words than mine:

1 Remember also your Creator in the days of your youth, before the evil days come and the years draw near of which you will say, “I have no pleasure in them”; 2 before the sun and the light and the moon and the stars are darkened and the clouds return after the rain, 3 in the day when the keepers of the house tremble, and the strong men are bent, and the grinders cease because they are few, and those who look through the windows are dimmed, 4 and the doors on the street are shut—when the sound of the grinding is low, and one rises up at the sound of a bird, and all the daughters of song are brought low— 5 they are afraid also of what is high, and terrors are in the way; the almond tree blossoms, the grasshopper drags itself along, and desire fails, because man is going to his eternal home, and the mourners go about the streets— 6 before the silver cord is snapped, or the golden bowl is broken, or the pitcher is shattered at the fountain, or the wheel broken at the cistern, 7 and the dust returns to the earth as it was, and the spirit returns to God who gave it. 8 Vanity of vanities, says the Preacher; all is vanity.
9 Besides being wise, the Preacher also taught the people knowledge, weighing and studying and arranging many proverbs with great care. 10 The Preacher sought to find words of delight, and uprightly he wrote words of truth.
11 The words of the wise are like goads, and like nails firmly fixed are the collected sayings; they are given by one Shepherd. 12 My son, beware of anything beyond these. Of making many books there is no end, and much study is a weariness of the flesh.
13 The end of the matter; all has been heard. Fear God and keep his commandments, for this is the whole duty of man. 14 For God will bring every deed into judgment, with every secret thing, whether good or evil.

Ecclesiastes 12

English Standard Version (ESV)

Tuesday, March 26, 2013

Wednesday, March 20, 2013

What if… D. B. S. June 2009

One day Father God seemed agitated and even a bit unnerved… or so it seemed to the angels. Some thought God looked different than He ever had before. They were themselves very concerned and they let the Holy Spirit know. He went to Father.

“Hallowed Father,” said Holy Spirit, “the angels are concerned. They say You don’t seem well.”

“What? I? Not well? I AM just fine. Never better!” He said. (And it truly is impossible for God to be better than He IS!)

“Yes, I knew as much,” said Holy Spirit. And so with a very Holy chuckle He went to reassure the angels that Father was as tip top as ever.

“The angels are concerned for me,” thought Father, “imagine that!”

As Jesus upheld all the universe by His Word’s great power Father looked on. “It would be nice to do something good for the angels,” Father mused and He began to deliberate. “Let me see… what I might make or even change for their entertainment. And where can I find the needed things?”

And so He began to examine the things of Their universe for Ideas. There was so very much to examine! He started searching in the galaxies, the stars and the heavenly bodies. They were all wonderful and well. The novas and super novas were all noving along superbly! The spiral galaxies just whirled round like tops! All the solar systems were orbiting in order. Their suns were illuminating at very acceptable levels. He checked out all His Laws of nature; all was well! Gravity was pulling its weight. Thermodynamics were operating very steadily; they always were a temperate bunch. There was just the right hotness, coolness, coldness and freezing off of your buns everywhere. One by one the legal systems and operations ledgers of all that was made were found to be in good, yea even in perfect order. And earth, ah yes! Earth was Covered.

“Well, I’m not surprised,” thought Father, “My Son has forever and always been the Epitome, the Veritable Zenith of Competence.”

“Jesus!” Father called out, “You are so dependable and stalwart. You don’t seem to mind exerting Your great power at all! Day by day, day in and day out You really ‘carry the ball’ so very well.”

Jesus replied “I love to do so just exactly as You have desired it to be done. It gives me my greatest joy to please You.”

“Everything is working together perfectly and You are certainly to be credited with this success,” said Father as He enjoyed the fruits of His faithful One. “Son, what is there that I might do for the angels? They have been worried about me; can you believe it? Can you suggest anything I might do, or something I might give them? I love them each and all so very much.”

Jesus noticed a quite lively twinkle in Father’s eye as He replied, “Everything We have is theirs too, and as We want for nothing, so it is that they also want for nothing.”

“Yes, it is true,” Father agreed. “But there is one thing…” He paused.

“Yes,” said the Lord.

Suddenly Father looked on His Son with an Enormous, Deep Love and Tremendously Intense Affection-- it was truly Profound. It seemed that Holy Spirit left every corner of the universe to be Entirely Present with Them. Both Jesus and Holy Spirit were stirred to Their Core. So Powerful in the Beauty of His Holiness was Father in this moment that it called Them to respond in just the same Way. Their Awesomeness began to unfold; it was Dreadful… but in a Good Way!

The Power, the Glory, the Majesty of God Most High, of God the Son and Savior, and of God the Eternal Spirit was being manifold magnified. Love was there, The Word Alive, God by all His Name, and something new was truly on Father’s Mind.

Everywhere the angels sat upright, ceasing from their joyful duties. Was something different? Yes. And the effect was energizing. Except for the Unity of God, the Perfection of His Will and the Soundness of His Mind, the Power of God in this new thing could have just flattened and obliterated the entire physical universe.

Jesus looked upon His Father. The Holy Spirit looked upon Them Both. The angels held their peace; almost as one they fell on their faces toward the Throne of the Almighty. Heaven was silent (for how long this writer dares not say).

If they were able to see Them, the angels would have seen a Joy unspeakable and full of Glory which may never have been revealed in such a way till that moment. God was doing a new thing! The Father seemed near to speaking. The Son looked all ears. Holy Spirit beamed out, just plastering the Throne Room with a depth of Peace very rarely seen, or rather felt, for the angels, from the nearest to those in the furthest reaches of heaven and earth, all felt His Love and Peace wash over them, lavishing them with Waves of Joyous Power.

It is just not possible to describe well the advent of this new thing. Had a man seen God in that moment he would have been so overcome by the blessing, it is difficult to imagine the effect on him. I dare say such a man might not remain in his flesh and blood.

Both Jesus and Holy Spirit could have made a confident guess as to what this new thing was, if They were the kind who guessed at things (as this writer does here).

If ever our Father had reason to be agitated or unnerved, or rather if it were ever even possible for Him to be so, it might only be by this singular new thing, this very thing of which He would soon, even now, speak.

“Go, My Son, go!”

Father’s utterance was more than a shout, better than a lion’s roar, it was full of all His Joy and Goodness. It was also grounded with a Soberness and a Graveness that caused all heaven to tremble. It had the sound of myriads of thunders.

It was clear to all what this new thing was and what it meant. Every corner of heaven heard the Decree. How the angels wanted to stand, to cheer and to dance, but not just yet!

“Go again to the earth We have fashioned, go amongst the people We have made in Our Image. Go to the People called by Our Name, who are waiting for You, and crying out to Us, for this their Day and all our great Joy. Go and bring the church Your Bride , bring her up to Us! It is time!”

Every pillar was shaking as Father now spoke once more.

“Go, begin and bring in the End of all things! Go again My Beloved Son!”

And then a shofar sounded out the like of which had never ever been heard before. Jesus smiled a Smile that could have in one instant cheered forever all that have ever lived on earth; it was certainly the Smile of a King. And He went again.

Monday, February 18, 2013

I See

I See

Jesus in Gethsemane
Sweating blood on bended knees

Jesus kissed by Judas now
A kiss betrays His fevered brow

Jesus picking up an ear
Wonders aloud why Him they fear

Jesus meeting Peter’s eye
Sees him leave with bitter cries

Jesus asked “Are you God’s son?”
Declares it so and His judging’s done

Jesus with Rome’s Governor
Telling gently why He was born

Jesus sent to Herod then
Silent, robed…. He returns again

Jesus scourged by Roman hands
Fulfilling prophecy’s demands

Jesus on the pavement next
Pilate looks for a pretext

Jesus comforts Pilate some
The man’s afraid, somewhat undone

Jesus stands as they cry out
“Crucify him, crucify him…”

Jesus… Pilate caving in
Fulfilling the law’s demands of sin

Jesus, garbed in my own clothes
Wearing insults, stripes and blows

Jesus bears the heaviest load
Down the Dolorosa Road

Jesus stumbles, Simeon nigh
Forced to help his Savior die

Jesus climbs the frightful hill
There His Holy Blood to spill

Jesus meek as any lamb
Naked, pierced in Feet and Hands

Jesus lifted up from the earth
Giving us our second birth

Jesus coat upon the ground
Despised the shame without a sound

Jesus speaks, lo, seven times
Words without a need of rhyme

Jesus promises the thief
New life with Him and no more grief

Jesus light has fled away
Comes the darkness at mid-day.

Jesus gives His Spirit up
Unto His Father... He’s drunk the cup.

Jesus riven is his tent
Like the Temple veil now rent

Jesus dead upon the cross
My precious hope ! at such cost!

Jesus pierced now once again
Water now on earth He sends

Jesus’ loved ones stand aghast
They thought His rule of love would last

Jesus’ friends now bury Him
The rich cool tomb He enters in

Jesus passes from human view
Almost as if they never knew……..yet

“Jesus, Jesus we saw You,
We touched You, we loved You…. Where are You?”

Jesus setting captives free
And taking captive captivity

Jesus preaching to those who slept
Before upon the earth He wept

Jesus, flashing, breaking out!
His disciples, filled with doubt,
See Him now, again, What’s this?
It’s Jesus, yes! It really is!!!!!

by d. b. severy

Sunday, February 17, 2013


WORSE, worse than six others
is this primal beast-     CONCEIT:
unbridled, yet cast surely down;
where it, simpering, seems yet to roar,
the enemy of all quiet.

VEXING the very pure of heart, vexing
sure is this primal beast-    BRAGGART:
puffed and prating to its fall
it fell to vexing every man
tries all the more to wreck his heart.

NONE, no part was found
of this primal beast in One!   FOLLY:
which enamored of self alone, still clamors
for a victory, yet is once and ever rightly
deprived of all its lust by Him.

STAY, now thy soul upon this Conqueror 
of the primal beast's-    HYPOCRISY:
of PRIDE now and ever doomed,
and ever failing: its success is to fail 
and steal away a soul, bitterly.

STAY and BUILD upon thy ROCK who’ll crush
this primal beast-   PRIDE:
the first of six and all sins other,
all fraudulent acts and desires. 
Thy ROCK will give thee VICTORY... and more besides.

dbs circa 2004...Praise the Lord! ~ halleluYah! ~ Glory to God! ~ AMEN!...

Proverbs 6
16 These six things doth the Lord hate: yea, seven are an abomination unto him:
17 A proud look, a lying tongue, and hands that shed innocent blood,
18 An heart that deviseth wicked imaginations, feet that be swift in running to mischief,
19 A false witness that speaketh lies, and he that soweth discord among brethren.

Friday, February 01, 2013


..They seem all equal to me, heralding their arrival with a most grating sound...
.........when I worked nights and slept days they would by the dozens wake me from the 
....................sleep I so desperately needed... 
...............years later I learned that a loud noise would send them elsewhere and if 
.........................repeated every day it would keep them from returning... 
Crows herd much better than cats............

I wrote this in response to a composition challenge. 

Thursday, January 31, 2013

Lamb's poet index

Book I
2. IF
3. We have , have we?
4. Uncommon Common Sense
5. Everything That Was Made
6. The Fly and the Flea
7. Two: to Women
8. The Trial of TRUTH
9. (untitled)

Book II
1. I See
2. the greastest of these.......
4. REACH !
6. beauty
8. Meant To

Book III
1. The Outside View
2. haiku couplets
4. A Muse
5. (untitled)
6. My Grave
7. (untitled)
8. The Mirror
10. Haiku
11. Title is : “Untitled”

1. I See
2. 1 John 2:6
4. Aches and Pains
5. (untitled)
7. It's A Privilege
9. From Pentecost

Book V
1. A song
3. victory song
4. remembed to you
5. let me
6. I'll see you
7. Fight Song

Book VI
1. doing what can be done
2. Tears and Laughter
3. Getting There
4. go to fixin'
6. (untitled)
7. two tree tales
8. You Need Him

Book VII
2. my cross /{MY ANSWER}
3. To Prepare A Place
4. The Gospel Of Grace
5. Got Jesus?
6. REACH !

1. Courage
2. nineeleven
3. I Would
4. Hated
5. The LIFE
7. change

Book IX
1. Now and THEN
2. Gently, Pray
3. after the afterfall He's afterall
4. Priority
5. Pilgrim's Prayer

Book X

1) "Try Me, He said..."
2) Beware
3) Him
4) All you need....
5) visitor
6) haiku

Book XI

1) living water
2) The Different Morning
3) Him
4) Emmaus..... and beyond
5) Thanksgiving Tribute

Book XII
1. A New Song
2. Humility
3. What if…
4. who...?
5. Even so...
6. Traveler
7. Yah
8. Your Presence (is enough)
9. Every Day Horror
10. He’s Still There
11. Needy One
12. Humility