when
we keep forgiveness
tucked away in
the back of our freezer,
yet are eager to
microwave anger;
we cannot find
the time to be
with our loved ones,
because our stress-causers
take priority;
we stand alone
convinced that we
need no one else
to help us, while
they are knocking
on our heart with
hope in their hands,
we continue
to fill the world
with
orphans.
(c) 2017 Thom M. Shuman
Thursday, May 18, 2017
orphanage (John 14:15-21)
Wednesday, March 15, 2017
sorry, paul (Romans 5:3-5)
watching chemo drip
into your child
week after week, does
not produce endurance,
it wears your soul
down to a nub; and
walking by the side
of your aging parent
through
dementia's desert
doesn't build character,
it erodes your
heart; and
though the preachers
always pontificate
other wise,
too many know
how hope
trips them and
leaves them crumpled
by the side of
despair.
(c) 2017 Thom M. Shuman
into your child
week after week, does
not produce endurance,
it wears your soul
down to a nub; and
walking by the side
of your aging parent
through
dementia's desert
doesn't build character,
it erodes your
heart; and
though the preachers
always pontificate
other wise,
too many know
how hope
trips them and
leaves them crumpled
by the side of
despair.
(c) 2017 Thom M. Shuman
Thursday, March 09, 2017
all we need (Romans 4:16)
not the letters after our names,
or the framed sheepskins;
not the amounts in our accounts,
or the stocks we hope to use to
paper the mansions in heaven;
not the successes we have carved out,
or the pats we get on the back;
but simply,
the simple faith
that we can
depend
on God's grace,
that's the only
guarantee we
need.
(c) 2017 Thom M. Shuman
or the framed sheepskins;
not the amounts in our accounts,
or the stocks we hope to use to
paper the mansions in heaven;
not the successes we have carved out,
or the pats we get on the back;
but simply,
the simple faith
that we can
depend
on God's grace,
that's the only
guarantee we
need.
(c) 2017 Thom M. Shuman
Thursday, February 16, 2017
neighborhood (Leviticus 19:18)
in the little kids
who spend Saturday mornings
making sandwiches for
rough sleepers, and
giving them away
in the evenings;
in the PTSDed vet
who gives half of his
sandwich to the
four-legged friend
who shadows him
everywhere;
in the dog who
keeps guard over
the aluminum can filled cart,
while the old lady
sleeps on the doorstep;
in the old lady
who gives a tenth
of her earnings from
the recycled aluminum
to the children, so
they can buy more
sandwich fixings,
i meet neighbors
who love others
far better than
i ever will.
(c) 2017 Thom M. Shuman
who spend Saturday mornings
making sandwiches for
rough sleepers, and
giving them away
in the evenings;
in the PTSDed vet
who gives half of his
sandwich to the
four-legged friend
who shadows him
everywhere;
in the dog who
keeps guard over
the aluminum can filled cart,
while the old lady
sleeps on the doorstep;
in the old lady
who gives a tenth
of her earnings from
the recycled aluminum
to the children, so
they can buy more
sandwich fixings,
i meet neighbors
who love others
far better than
i ever will.
(c) 2017 Thom M. Shuman
Friday, January 27, 2017
blessed
blessed are the dog-walkers,
for they will discover the streets of the kingdom;
blessed are those who welcome refugees,
for they will embraced with unimaginable love;
blessed are those who read to children,...
for they will plant seeds that bear fruit;
blessed are those who shelter the homeless,
for they will be shawled in God's grace;
blessed are those who stock food pantries,
for they will taste God's hope;
blessed are those who reach out to the outsiders,
for they shall be called bridge-builders;
blessed are the faith-full foolish,
for they shall be called the clowns of God.
(c) Thom M. Shuman
for they will discover the streets of the kingdom;
blessed are those who welcome refugees,
for they will embraced with unimaginable love;
blessed are those who read to children,...
for they will plant seeds that bear fruit;
blessed are those who shelter the homeless,
for they will be shawled in God's grace;
blessed are those who stock food pantries,
for they will taste God's hope;
blessed are those who reach out to the outsiders,
for they shall be called bridge-builders;
blessed are the faith-full foolish,
for they shall be called the clowns of God.
(c) Thom M. Shuman
Wednesday, January 25, 2017
room of requirement (Micah 6:8)
so self-focused
on our devices, we
wander right past
injustices sprouting
up around us;
we step over those
sleeping on the streets,
who thirst for just
a sip from our steaming
cups of kindness;
we race after the
proud and powerful, trying
to grab their coattails,
until
we discover your heart
standing wide open so
we can enter and
learn how to live.
(c) 2017 Thom M. Shuman
on our devices, we
wander right past
injustices sprouting
up around us;
we step over those
sleeping on the streets,
who thirst for just
a sip from our steaming
cups of kindness;
we race after the
proud and powerful, trying
to grab their coattails,
until
we discover your heart
standing wide open so
we can enter and
learn how to live.
(c) 2017 Thom M. Shuman
Saturday, January 07, 2017
coddiwomple (Baptism of the Lord)
drenched
in your grace,
dried off
with your tears,
we slip our
feet into the
sandals finely crafted
by Spirit, and
begin our stumbling,
hesitant
walk with you,
not sure
where
or why
or how,
for it's even
a mystery to you.
(c) 2017 Thom M. Shuman
in your grace,
dried off
with your tears,
we slip our
feet into the
sandals finely crafted
by Spirit, and
begin our stumbling,
hesitant
walk with you,
not sure
where
or why
or how,
for it's even
a mystery to you.
(c) 2017 Thom M. Shuman
Tuesday, January 03, 2017
servant one (Isaiah 42:1-9)
your servant,
Gentleness, comes,
splinting bruised
reeds
with justice;
using Spirit's tweezers
to slowly pull
faith
out of the
puddles in our
souls,
so we can
burn brightly;
birthing hope
from fear's
barren womb.
(c) 2016 Thom M. Shuman
Gentleness, comes,
splinting bruised
reeds
with justice;
using Spirit's tweezers
to slowly pull
faith
out of the
puddles in our
souls,
so we can
burn brightly;
birthing hope
from fear's
barren womb.
(c) 2016 Thom M. Shuman
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