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We are armchair detectives
My husband and I
Yelling “lawyer!”
When they put the suspect
In an interrogation room, on TV
We are no longer amazed when the perp turns into an automatic motor mouth
Even though he was a tough guy a few seconds before, refusing to talk.
We yell out who we think did it in a
Competitive way, getting excited toward the end
Right before the perpetrator is revealed.
Shaking our heads, feeling superior, safe in the confines of
Our Lazy Boys, we have become forensic experts.
My husband is always amazed when my guesses are correct
It is not that I am that smart, it is that I guess
Everybody
In a half hour, I have yelled out every single person’s name
On the show
Covering all my bases.
Why he pretends to never catch on is anyone’s guess.
Either he has never figured it out
Or he does not care.
Meaning we might stay married another forty-seven years.
As I hold its numb weight
it grows younger,
more delicately knit
to blue somnolent veins.
I am left high and dry
while nerve endings circle
the dilated roots
of severed memories.
A pinched anesthesia;
while arterial threads track back
to things once sensed
on a map of ghost towns.
A slow thaw, and now a delta
seeks a salt water flow
in shallow cold streams.
Blood washes glacial backwaters,
kindles capillaries that carry
a surfacing alluvia.
The arm tugs at my mind like a child.
I flow downstream on a raft
of fine green bones
toward fingertips dipped
in pink shells of fiery snow.
One day the lion will walk through the door and grab my tired and old arm,
My wrinkled arm, the one with which I threw the dice in the game of my life,
And I will scream in the bedroom, understanding nothing of the force with which it presses me,
It will be far too strong, and people will come to watch the spectacle.
A wife, a lover, an illegitimate son, a stranger from the street, and a doctor,
Will watch as the lion shows no interest in them, only in the arm it has taken,
When the arm is gone, the doctor will place his stethoscope on my chest,
He will say it might be shock and blood loss, but I already know that.
Now the lion takes my other arm, I try to hit it with my knee,
Its tail knocks a painting off the wall, a Dutch mill in the sun,
The day is beautiful, the world seems good, the dream of swimming envelops me,
But the lion does not relent, and the other arm disappears under its merciless force.
People kneel to pray, all except a silent doctor,
The lion tears at my chest, trying to reach my trembling heart,
I ask the doctor to light a cigarette for me, and he does so with mute sadness,
Then the priest enters, but the lion is not yet disturbed, it only devours me.
I've heard of the lion, how sometimes it is quick, other times slow and cunning,
I knew it prefers the old, but sometimes it catches even children or the young,
God, save me, I shout, but the people do not move from their places,
Let the lion devour me, the priest murmurs incantations incomprehensible to me.
The doctor turns his gaze to the window, it is July outside,
The air tastes like butter, and I become a memory fading quickly,
Before my eyes, I see moths, birds of prey, and angels burning in light,
The lion eats my heart, and the doctor silently places the sheet over my head.
It's early morning, very early, when decent people are still asleep,
Most with heavy breathing, a few making love in the dark,
And most are not like me, not yet, but time will change their fate,
Under the same morning light, they will find their way to their own truth.
In the midst of darkness, I call out to You,
—Oh Lord, my God, my Saviour, my truth;
I'm getting lost, and I need Your hand,
To guide me back to Your Promised Land.
Don't let the devil consume me whole,
—My soul cries out for Your grace to console;
Your strength and love, is all I seek,
To find my way, and remain unique.
Devil brings trials, to change our hearts,
—Whispers of doubt, tearing us apart;
But I believe, You're always there,
With Your presence, our burdens, we can bear.
Hear me, oh Father, in heaven above,
—In Your arms, I find solace and love;
Settle the burdens, that lie within,
Restore my joy, my soul to win.
My heart's desire, is to be happy and free,
—In Your house, oh Lord, forever in glee.
Enemies lurk, with plans to take away;
My joy and peace, in Your presence I pray.
Oh Lord, my God, I plead with Thee,
—Silence not, on my bended knee;
Take me back, to Your arms so warm,
In Your grace, I'll find shelter from the storm.
With all that I am, with all that I'll be,
—I offer my life, to You, so willingly;
In Your presence, my soul will rest,
With You, oh Lord, I'm forever blessed.
J-ust another dawn breaks,
U-nder the wide blue sky;
S-un is beginning to shine,
T-o let the river of tears run dry.
I-nclement weather turns fine,
N-o longer I see the cloud;
E-arly morning light sends the message clear and loud.
G-ray haze and mist pass,
O-ne breeze causes fresh start;
N-ew better feeling is in me,
Z-eal and zest won't depart.
A-fter the shadows disappear,
L-onely night has gone away;
E-vening cold chill has faded,
S-oothing warmth brightens the day.
M-arch twenty-first morn
A-ims to make you feel happy;
S-weet fragrance of the air
C-reates joy from the Almighty.
A-s the celebrant is so clever,
R-unning away from harm;
I-ntelligent thinking is made
N-othing else but by God's loving
A-rm.
TAKE
The opportunity when you see a need
To help out your fellow man
When noticing someone in great distress
Reach out with a helping hand
UNDER
The adage of humanitarian good deeds
Advantages are too many to list
For you, a feeling of great satisfaction
To the needy a welcome gift
YOUR
Mind surmises if the roles were reversed
How grateful you'd surely feel
Wondering how you would return the favor
For helping with your great ordeal
ARM
Arm in arm, you go forward to the future
Remembering why you became friends
Feeling a sense of contentment and satisfaction
Realizing you'll be friends to the end
She’s found.
The one who left her Cashmere coat
in plain sight after the movie.
I didn’t know her.
I had no idea what I had found
at the end of my search.
She was beautiful.
The warm smile and sparkling eyes
looked at me.
“Hi...
Did you forget your coat,” I stared;
this had never happened to me.
And later, after we got her coat on,
She took my arm and leaned into my side
as we walked to say good night at her door.
New warmth overwhelmed an enlarged thirsty heart.
‘I shall multiply your seed as the stars of heaven
and as the sand on the seashore’*
As if Father Abraham could count them all --
at that very moment he stood so tall
And now we, his descendants, over 4,000 years later
yearning for this promise of God to be fulfilled
Midst pogroms and holocausts down through the ages
Israel’s faithful have ever stood ...
... arm-in-arm, awaiting the population explosion
God promised Abraham, our father, long ago chosen
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*Genesis 22:17
The Jewish people, walked with arm bands
pointing out, how they were different
Instead of drinking coffee in the cafes of Berlin
People accepted, what the thought, they could not change,
Courts, enforced the laws of Government,
The Jewish people walked, with arm bands,
Like sheep, the people followed, the words of a man
with eyes blind, he encouraged them to hate,
Instead of drinking coffee in the cafes of Berlin
Those that disagreed, were forced to obey
your children, the spy's, your courts, his arms
The Jewish people walked with arm bands
We can not fight, we'd lose our job's
What can one man do, against the system
Instead of drinking coffee in the cafes of Berlin
For evil to thrive, good people do nothing
to prevent the spread of evil, good people stand up,
The Jewish people walked with arm bands
Instead of drinking coffee in the cafes of Berlin
May 19 Relationship to God Bible Meditations Based on Job 39-42
Key Verse – Job 40:9 Hast thou an arm like God? or canst thou thunder with a voice like him?
LORD GOD, YOU ARE MY ARM AND VOICE’S FORCE
Lord God, You are my arm and voice’s Force with Your almighty best
Thank You for bringing me forth to Your spiritual nest
Freeing me from wilderness’ sinful pest
For my liberation against deceit of religious zest.
Lord God, You are my arm and voice’s Force with Your wise understanding
Thank You for lifting me up from folly’s scorning and yielding
Fighting for me against fierceness of indiscretion’s prodding
For my obedience to Your commands toward life-building.
Lord God, You are my arm and voice’s Force with Your truth’s instruction
Thank You for answering me with Your demands’ declaration
Fixing me in Your righteousness-conviction
For my sanctification by Your holiness-purification.
Lord God, You are my arm and voice’s Force with Your salvation’s assurance
Thank You for upholding me to exercise steadfast endurance
Fortifying me by Your compassionate perseverance
For my protection against fatal arrogance and ignorance.
Lord God, You are my arm and voice’s Force with Your covenant’s fellowship
Thank You for defending me in my battles’ hardship
Framing me upon Your Scriptural stewardship
For my joy in discipleship around Your partnership.
Lord God, You are my arm and voice’s Force with Your goodness’ delight
Thank You for shining unto me for my testimony of heavenly light
Firing me up by Your revival toward prayer height
For my service of faithfulness against slothfulness’ blight.
Lord God, You are my arm and voice’s Force with Your counsel’s knowledge
Thank You for loving me just as I am midst Your grace I acknowledge
Filtering me from captivity of worldliness’ vain mileage
For my blessedness in Your granted saintly privilege.
May 19, 2023