A Sea of Roses

My wife and I talked on lunch this Friday the 28th,

she was at the nursery looking at roses and I was

at Starbucks looking at the bees pollenating the red

apple succulents.  After we stopped talking I was inspired

to write this.

In a world of color,

I walk and breathe,

An ocean of fragrance,

Where the bees swim and dance,

A buffet of colors,

Such a feast for the soul.

When one follows the fragrance,

To a covered hill of roses,

Their beauty stands tall,

On the strength of their thorns,

Each bloom a different face,

And each scent a different song.

Some scents sing of spice,

Others of warm feeling,

Some sing of sweet memories,

For love never dies,

Many words unspoken,

In each of their sighs.

And I walk in life,

With my Rose by my side,

Her fragrance giving love,

And her love giving strength,

It is love’s music life composes,

As we dance in a sea of roses.

A Moment in Time

This was written about a recent dinner we had with my cousin Gay,

with family who came,

and with friends.

The ages spanned from old to young,

The gathering defied all ages,

They came to celebrate a birthday,

They gathered to celebrate each other,

Finding a bond in life and living,

Through words their hearts were giving,

At dinner prepared with many hands,

Culture from home and many lands,

Safe from harm in open arms,

Enjoying images of past memories,

With thoughts of times to come,

We gathered here together,

In the joy of all that is true,

We gathered here together,

For the chance to be with you,

Gathering oranges from the tree top,

At the tree in the back yard,

To add joy to familiar faces,

The work is no longer hard,

For each moment is a universe,

And nothing takes the universe away,

For a moment in time is a treasure,

Seed of joy for all coming days.

Under the Blue - For Ben Sauer

I was moved when I read an insightful email from Kelly, my coworker, about Ben.

He is only 4 years old and battling brain cancer.  Yet through the love of many,

miracles can happen as what seems to be impossible is done through

human hands.  As we lift up and help his family in our actions

I pray that God may move and touch Ben with healing as the eyes

of the world look upon him.  If you would like to know more about 

Ben or reach out and help his family, visit his site at:

http://blue4ben.com/

He sees life with a smile,

And so we smile when we see him,

It is a contagious thing,

When joy spreads heart to heart,

And love spreads life to life,

He knows innocence and love,

Things we have forgotten,

And yet remember in full,

With the sound of his laugh,

And he knows we are worried,

Our eyes full of silent prayer,

Wanting all to be well,

With the touch of God’s hand,

But just look at his peace,

For he trusts as a child,

As it is written we do,

For it is part of His plan,

As we lift up Ben’s family,

In all of our differences,

I remember a truth,

Bringing a tear to the eye,

Through all of our differences,

We create miracles through love,

For we are all joined together,

Under one blue sky.

The Misconception About Miracles

Many people are of the opinion that miracles never happened or they stopped happening in Biblical times.  Miracles are commonly defined as a surprising and welcome event that is not explicable by natural or scientific laws and is therefore considered to be the work of a divine agency.  Most people will commonly associate the word miracle with an act of God.  God, according to scripture, is all knowing and all-powerful.  If all things are possible with God, then what is truly miraculous about His actions?  From His perspective would they not just be seen as direct actions?

I find it to be far more exciting when seemingly impossible things occur through human hands and attribute that to God working through people.  After all, possibility has more to do with perspective than the confines of reality.  Human hands are weak and failing, that can be seen in many examples of life.  Still, incredible things do happen.  There is a man called Richie Parker I recently posted a story of who drives himself to work every day in a 1963 Chevy and performs the duties of a high end automotive engineer for NASCAR.   He has no arms.   Some children are born and given no chances to speak, live normally, or even survive.  Due to the persistent love of those parents, they are living very normal lives.  I recently helped a friend who had his passenger mirror broken off of his car by the impact of another driver.  I simply did what I could to repair that for him.  To that friend, it is a miracle that his mirror is on his car stronger than before and working fine.

Miracles surround us every day within the examples of life that surround us.  It is very easy to be overcome with difficulties to the point where we no longer notice they are there.  That does not take them away.  They live and grow through the words we say that inspire changes to come.  They thrive when we stop what we are doing to help another.   When we allow the power of God’s love to work through us, the miracles of our words and actions change the world. 

Touch of the Dove - For the Magnotti Family

I just saw this most powerful video from Nick to his daughter.  Nick passed away shortly after making this.  You can get to know the kind of people they are through their Facebook posts.  What I saw and felt watching them is what I have written here for them.  Love comes from God's Spirit.  God's Spirit in just one can flow to and fill many if they are willing to have it.  God's Spirit is love.  Love overcomes all.  That is why I must share this.

The Spirit enters,

A young man is looking for meaning,

A young woman is looking for truth,

They find it in each other,

When touched by the Dove.

Truth is pure joy,

Meaning is love defined,

They sought it freely and it flows,

Straight from their hearts to family,

For they were touched by the Dove.

Two hearts were too few,

So God brought them another,

With eyes like no other,

For she feels their full life force,

Being touched by the Dove.

Sickness came but could not rule,

Hope sought escape but was held,

They simply loved each other stronger,

As we looked in awed silence,

For they are touched by the Dove.

Then he recorded his last message,

To the little girl in his arms,

Yet there is no goodbye with love,

As his heart beats within his family,

Who are touched by the Dove.

Hear the song that is eternal,

How God’s love binds all hearts,

For even tragedy turns to triumph,

So may all seeing their message,

Be touched by the Dove.