Wednesday, December 17, 2008

Matthew 11:28

"Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest."  This one is almost a Haiku on it's own.

Come to me, all you
Who are weary and burdened
… I will give you rest.

So instead, let's play with it a little:

You weary?  Burdened?
Then come to me, all of you;
I guarantee rest.

That one sounds a little too Madison avenue; God is not a mattress salesman.  I do enjoy the challenge of creating these haiku because it forces me to really understand the verse in order to fit the meter of the poem.  The danger is that there is no substitute for the original. 

Happy

I've reached a saturation point with political correctness, I think.  This year I've noticed that folks have started to say "Happy Holiday" for Thanksgiving.  Thanksgiving?  I wasn't aware that anyone would be offended at the concept of giving thanks.  I suppose that in a society as complex as ours, we must acknowledge all points of view, but personally I'm having a problem with catering to the chronically ungrateful.

Nope, from now on, I'm calling things like I see 'em.  That goes for Christmas as well.  I used to justify saying "Happy Holidays" by convincing myself that it's just shorthand so that I don't have to say "Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year" every time.  One problem with that is that doing so equates the birth of our Savior with a party marking another successful revolution of our planet around the Sun (also His doing, by the way, but it doesn't hold a candle to the whole God-becomes-man-to-die-for-our-sins thing).  The real problem with that approach is that my real reason for saying it was to avoid offending anyone. 

It's not my intention to offend anyone; it really never is.  If I wish someone a Merry Christmas, I mean it.  I want them to take joy in celebrating the birth of the Christ child and all that it means.  If, however, I say Merry Christmas to someone who happens to be of another faith, I'd be tickled if they wished me a Happy Hanukkah or Joyful Kwanza or Adequate Festivus in return.  I think that in our zeal to avoid confrontation we miss out on some really important conversations.  Not every difference of opinions qualifies as an argument.  How many times have I missed out on an opportunity to give my testimony because I was avoiding confrontation?

So have yourself a Merry Christmas.


Friday, April 11, 2008

2 Cor. 4:18

Look at the unseen;
Things seen are temporary,
Unseen's eternal.

Wednesday, April 9, 2008

John 3:16

God so loved the world;
He gave His lone Son so that
He who believes, lives.

2 Cor. 1:22

Sealed in our hearts a
Spiritual deposit;
Salvation assured.

Tuesday, April 8, 2008

Beginning

Old fart gets a blog;
Yeah, right. What was I thinking?
Welcome to the web!