Sacred Sunday: Poetry Corner

Things I Never Knew

Whether you like opera
Or a rainy day
While riding in the car
Music or the window down
Watching Earth’s
Contoured cloth
Catching rivulets of Grace.

Or your favorite movie
While thunderstorms
Rage white and black
Through thin blinds
Turned just upward
Through which comes
Peace in crescent shadows.

Would you choose
To live this life again
An eternal recurrence
of dreamless horizons
Or dare to lift
Vinegary hyssop
To Hope’s parched lips?


The above poem was written by fellow blogger, Jim Hawley of It's This or Go Crazy. I found it an especially well written piece. Although there are many layers to this poem, for the sake of the theme of Sacred Sunday, these are the questions that came away with when I read this particular piece:


1.  Are we just passing through life living for gratification of earthly desires or are we focused on the "Rivulets of Grace"  offered before us, freely given by our Savior? 


2.  In times of suffering and chaos, do we open the gifts of the Holy Spirit to aid our needs and those of fellow man?


3.  And despite the Grace we are offered, due to our fallen nature, do we refuse to accept it by repeatedly lifting the hyssop branch up to our thirsty Lord? 


What are your thoughts?


This is but a small example of the body of work available at Jim's blog. I encourage you to go and pay a visit. I do not believe you will be disappointed.