Through dusk’s shadows they soar,
flickering evening lights,
flies flashing cold fire,
bugs unleashing lightning,
micro-luminescent,
miniscule miracles.
Though fainter than candles,
clustered firefly flocks
flash brighter than stars
in summer night skies,
sparking joyous wonder,
fluttering till sunrise.
In our darkened world,
can we shine like them,
glimmering in the gloom,
gifting goodness and hope
for all those who grieve
until a new dawn?
(First published in Feed the Holy, 19 March 2025. See also my poem “Candlelights.”)
My pup ate some theology;
some fifty pages have been freed.
Now bound for glory, they have gone:
the word of dog, upon the lawn.
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H/T to Caren Krutsinger's "pup eats paper like a goat"
(2D Acrostic).
Admirably blessing, caring devotion,
Beautiful curator, develops evangelism,
Creating dedicated, evolving faithful,
Divine epistles, faith growing.
A candle drives darkness back
with beauty of glowing light,
giving of itself as flame’s fuel
until completing its calling.
Then another candle takes its place…
and then another… and another…
Flickering but enduring,
a shimmering succession
persists while darkness reigns
until morning dawns eternal.
(First published in Agape Review, 9 Dec. 2022. See also my poems “Quantum Acts of Kindness” and “Bringing Heaven to Earth.”)
(Image by ESTIPINCHASI on Pixabay.com.)
Oh, Wash Me
thoroughly
Jesus as it is written
How beautiful are the feet of them
That preach the gospel of peace
And bring glad tidings of good things
Beautiful, beautiful sweet feet of evangelism
Harness the glory trails beautiful
Feet of evangelism I walk for God's glory
Marching on I walk
To heal the sick back and forth
This is the story to see to sleep and rise
And do it all over again waters filled my soul
My sandals are worn filled with earthly shore
But my feet are pure
Beautiful feet
Walk on spread my toes
Place my feet on the hot desert sands to the lost
And the save like in Paul I walk
And in all directions carrying my sword and my shield
Harness the glory trails dry bones rise up
Get out of those graves
Lord help us close the division of...
the beautiful feet of evangelism
7/3/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2022
Some days it gets to me
Requests for prayer, currency
One can try quiet neutrality
But stories are hard, dependency
Here: crystal, Meth, Tik, or glass-y
U pray today, they call U "kuk" next day
It's the drug, makes voice big, manly
Others lost money, all, personality
Others want me to save their jobs
It's hard to bring them to Kerk, "slobs"
Believe they need shoes, good clothes
So I meet them anywhere, on the roads
I pick up heartbreaks, needs, dreams
Pushed my wife once, awoke for screams
NOTE: this poem was frozen on my cell for a long time. I kept sliding down the page for the POST button. I got lucky, but lost 3 poems between last night & today. My LORD knows what needs to be shared, so I'm trying to remain positive and in shalom. Shalom of Jesus the CHRIST!
I
On waking, I'm thankful for dangers we triumphed over -- daily traps and miracle escapes
II
I thank my LORD, for a few insults and surprise compliments from known quarters
III
Small successes are important; meditation on these keeps all fatigue at bay (hallelujah, PTL)
As I write ... streams slow
And a trickle of guilt
Flow, flow, flow
"Father, father, Faaathhher"
From beyond my gate and border
"Pastor, pastor, pastor"
Was the cry an hour before
He, Shady, got 5 Rands; he hoped for more
But as I write, I decide
Wonga won't be attended to
8 o'Clock at night? No, Charity will wait
I have shared uncooked & cooked rice
And the usual soups, bread, fruit
Coins adding up to 30 Rands
But mostly under 17; to enhance
My safety - giving minus predictability
So my "parishioners" see limits
But raised mostly Catholic, FATHER
Comes naturally to them -
I did not take any title at the beginning
They avoid churches, even at funerals
Tents at homes is the local culture
So I share a little, though few attend
Our Protestant style of worship
Yet, once a week I invent JesusLuvsU Day
Jesus is Love, Love, LOVE
Do not get down and dirty, if you are found evangelizing where pigs, chicken, dogs ... roam free.
L-et
E-vangelism
G-lobally
A-pply
Z-ealous
P-ropagation's
I-ntensity
Topic: 71st Anniversary of Legazpi City, Albay (March 30,2020)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
F-aith
Y-ields
M-essage
O-f
N-oble
E-vangelism
T-o
H-appily
I-nvite
R-aces
T-o
Y-our
T-rue
H-ome's
R-apturous
E-ternal
E-uphoria
Topic: 133rd Birthday of Bro.
Felix Y. Manalo (May 10,2019)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
D-rive
A-bout
E-vangelism
T-riumph
Topic: Faith (Camarines Norte)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
T-he
A-ctivity
Y-ou
U-ndertake
M-oves
A-ll
N-eighbors
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
Beautiful feet of evangelism;
harness the glory trails;
Beautiful feet of evangelism;
I walked for God's glory;
To heal and back for this story;
To share with man and men;
To sleep and rise and do it all again;
waters fill my soul;
My sandals I worn, filled with earthy shore;
But my feet are pure;
Beautiful feet of evangelism;
Spread the word, to lost and saved;
Liken Paul I walk in all directions;
Harness the glory trails;
Dry bones a rise
rise up
Get out of those graves;
Lord help us close the division;
Of the beautiful feet of evangelism;
Reference Isaiah 52:7
Written by James E. Lee Sr.
June 6 2007 (c) (From anthology "Purpose and Calling" 2007(c))
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