Thursday, October 28, 2010

Cemetery Thoughts



After my body lies cold in the ground
(Worms by my rib cage, but no other sound)--
After my tombstone lies broken and worn,
Some day I yet will be fresh as the morn.

Jesus will come with a glorious shout.
Graves will crack open, and I will come out!
If I was rotting, no longer I'll stink.
Flesh will mesh freshly, and all in a blink.

I will rise upward--we'll meet in the air.
Then and for always, his presence I'll share!
I'll see his glory, his power, his grace--
Holy, not burned by his radiant face.

For the Lord himself will descend from heaven with a cry of command, with the voice of an archangel, and with the sound of the trumpet of God. And the dead in Christ will rise first. Then we who are alive, who are left, will be caught up together with them in the clouds to meet the Lord in the air, and so we will always be with the Lord.
--1 Thessalonians 4:16-17 ESV

...we know that when he appears1 we shall be like him, because we shall see him as he is.
--1 John 3:2 ESV

Remember, the Bible's promises of eternal blessing are only for those who turn from self and sin, to Jesus--to Jesus, the One who died for our sins and who rose that we may be justified.

My thanks to Magpie Tales for the image (above) that prompted this poem. You can read other people's reactions to the photo by clicking the link.

Poem ©2010 James L. Swindle. You may print up to 100 copies for non-commercial use, so long as you include the copyright notice.

Sunday, October 24, 2010

Leaves of Gold

From Blog10

Leaves of gold,
Autumn's cold
Sets you free
From the tree.
Your last chance--
Windy dance!
Downward spin,
Settle in--
Your new home
In the loam.

Do not weep.
Simply sleep.
Feed the wood
As you should.
In the spring,
God will bring
Leaves all new,
Though not you.
Yet each saint,
Strong or faint,
Still will rise
To the skies,
The same one...
Meet God's Son.
Tell His fame!
Praise his name!

Jesus said to her, “I am the resurrection and the life. The one who believes in Me, even if he dies, will live. Everyone who lives and believes in Me will never die —ever. Do you believe this?”
--John 11:25

From Blog10


Photos ©2010 James L. Swindle. Poem by JLS is public domain.

Tuesday, October 19, 2010

Beachless

From Blog10

In widest spaces
Plainest plains
Where wheat grew gold
And oil brought wealth
Was I, a boy
As scrawny as the trees

The shrunken mountains
Hung like taxidermy
In paintings flat as fields
While beaches were in books

In the center of Kansas
In the center of the great plains
In the center of the country
Was the center of my world

It was beautifully flat
And usually dry
And wonderfully home



God settles the solitary in a home...
--Psalm 68:6 ESV

Poem and photo ©2010 James L. Swindle

Saturday, October 16, 2010

Glory to God for Grace

From Blog10


All my life long, I'd been earning
Fires of hell, eternal burning.
Yet, before the world's foundation
God chose me for great salvation.
This was based on his great mercy,
Not on good he found within me.
This, then, is my simple story.
Join me as I give Him glory.

Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, who has blessed us in Christ with every spiritual blessing in the heavenly places, even as he chose us in him before the foundation of the world, that we should be holy and blameless before him. In love he predestined us for adoption as sons through Jesus Christ, according to the purpose of his will...
(Ephesians 1:3-5 ESV)

Wednesday, October 13, 2010

Chilean Miners Rescued



Along with millions of people, I rejoice at the rescue of the 33 Chilean miners and I thank God for their rescue.

Think of the ways in which their experience is a picture of what happens to true Christians:

They were in a situation where they were under sentence of death with absolutely no way to rescue themselves. They've now been brought from death to life, from darkness to light, from isolation to fellowship, from grief to joy. All of this was done by means of someone coming down to them from above, to live among them and to rescue them, under the authority of the ruler of the nation above them.

He has delivered us from the domain of darkness and transferred us to the kingdom of his beloved Son...(Colossians 1:13 ESV).

Spiritually, are you still in the mine? Or have you been brought out into the light?

Monday, October 11, 2010

Autumn

From Blog10


Leaves languid falling
Veed geese high calling
The wind gets surly
Twilight comes early

Kaleidescoping
The leaves are hoping
Their last grand showing
Will leave us glowing

Fog, filmy drifting
And eerie lifting
Brown squirrels hurry
Their nuts to bury

October raking
The children making
Great leaps of pleasure
In mounded treasure


Such rich redundance
Autumn abundance
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He changes times and seasons;
he removes kings and sets up kings;
he gives wisdom to the wise
and knowledge to those who have understanding...

--Daniel 2:21 ESV

You may consider my poem "Autumn" public domain.

For an earlier poem of mine on the same topic, look here.

My thanks to Magpie Talesfor reminding me to write about autumn leaves. For other people's thoughts on the topic, follow the link. They come from many different world-views and skill levels (some distinctly more creative than mine), so take the good and ignore the not-so-good.

Thursday, October 07, 2010

I Don't Know How the Father's Love

From Blog10

I don't know how the Father's love
   Can reach right past my sin
To cleanse me, make me fresh and new,
   Remade, outside and in.

But I know Jesus died for me,
   The purest for the worst,
And by his grace I plainly see
   He's broken Satan's curse.

I don't know how the living God
   Sustains me hour by hour
Nor how mere faith in Jesus Christ
   Brings righteousness and power,

But I know Jesus lives in me.
   His Spirit courses through
To make me what I ought to be--
   Amazed and holy, new.

Examine yourselves, to see whether you are in the faith. Test yourselves. Or do you not realize this about yourselves, that Jesus Christ is in you?—unless indeed you fail to meet the test!
--2 Corinthians 13:5 ESV

Poem and photo ©2010 James L. Swindle. Non-commercial printing of up to 100 copies is permitted, with the copyright notice.