Brothers, Life Lessons

A Message From Will

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Today is my brother Will’s birthday. If he were still with us he would be 73, but in our hearts he will be forever young. I think I heard him say something to us yesterday.

REMEMBER

Remember me, but don’t be sad. Why not

Look back on the good times we had?

Recall the day we hiked to the bluffs, or

Carefree moments of childhood stuff like

Skipping rocks on the river and taking a swim,

Climbing the big tree with Judy and Jim.

Consider the nights we cruised the court square then

Back to the Delight to see who was there.

Choose moments of laughter, the best memories and

You may hear me whisper in the rustling leaves, or

Catch my wink in a firefly’s flickering light or in the

Big Dipper. Keep the North Star in sight.

Don’t think of boundaries or beginning and end, for

One day you’ll step through a curtain ever so thin

Where I will be waiting and it will be clear

I didn’t desert you but always was near.

Until then, live with abandon. I hope you’ll be free,

Just promise to smile when you think of me.

Holy Spirit, Holy Week, Inspirational

Waiting in the Dark

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COME, SON OF EASTER MORN

 

How easily old wounds creep out of ancient tombs,

seeking resurrection power in my imagination.

My heart cries, “Forgiveness is too hard, too much to ask.

Yet, it cannot compare to Your suffering, O Lord of Life.

How did You manage in your humanity to forgive Your tormentors?

They gloried in Your pain, laughed at your suffering,

sought to extinguish Your light, without understanding

they were a necessary part of the Father’s plan.

Come, Son of Easter Morn.

Send Your Holy Spirit.

Break the shackles of resentment.

Bind up my broken heart.

Unstop my deaf ears.

Spread Your healing balm upon my darkened eyes

that I may walk in the Power of Your Resurrection Glory.

Dorothy Johnson
©copyright 2017

The Son is the radiance of God’s glory and the exact representation of his being, sustaining all things by his powerful word.

Hebrews 1:3