I am a Weary Traveller

        

I visited a pub called 'The Weary Traveller' recently. The events of the day and subsequent weeks have culminated in this poem. I hope you enjoy it. May you travell well in your journey of faith. 

I am a weary traveller

I wander far and wide

Searching for an answer

To the pain inside.

What's this love of which you talk of                     

Can I find it in the gutter?

Is this grace really opportunity 

Or something that you mutter?

I am a weary traveller 

I've journeyed many miles

Sat beside the fireside

Reflected in the hours.

I desire to find the meaning

To the mystery that is life.

Do I surrender to God's mercy

And accept him in my life?

I am a weary traveller

Weak and on my knees

As the embers give their last glow

I hear the gentle breeze...

'You are a weary traveller but

There's no struggling required.

Relax, take off your boots

I know that you are tired.'

The travelling is over

The road no longer tread

I've finally met my maker

And I rest my weary head.

©Revdjo 24/11/13 

Today has been a blessing

Today has been a blessing 

That lights the darker times.

A glimmer of moonlight

It ignites the evening sky.

The joy of knowing Jesus

Reflected in their eyes.

Simplicity of childlike faith

Unknown to you and I.

The love that radiates

Across unknown divides.

Smiles that echo truth

Amidst the world's lies.

They may not have an answer

To the mysteries of life.

But grace and mercy meet

Inside a heartfelt rhyme.

Today has been a blessing

That lights the darker times.

Something to hold on to

In months and years gone by.

©Revdjo 21/11/13

Seasons of the soul

Ecclesiastes 3:1 ~ For everything there is a season ~ and a time for every purpose under heaven

Seasons change as time unwinds

Leaves fall and sorrow grows

Tears flow

Loss is mourned.

Winter hits

Cold bites

What once was 

Now is ice.

Look and see

Green shoots

Flowers bloom

Spring unfolds.

The sun shines

All is well

Summer joy

Warmth and fun.

Seasons change as time unwinds

We wonder why

But life goes on...

©revdjo 6/11/13

Chris Duffett's painting Marathan

Chris Duffett is doing a painting marathon to raise funds for The Light Project. Have a look at his blog which is fab as are his paintings. A gifted man of God. http://duffett.wordpress.com/chris-november-painting-marathon/

Time, love and grace entwined

Time is precious so is love

Beating together,

Held forever,

Shared.

Time ticks minute by minute

Moments inspired,

Thoughts transpired,

Lived.

Love wrapped as a gift

Grace expressed,

Width, breadth,

Depth.

Time and love delicately held

Hand-in-hand,

Past, present,

Future.

Loved memories held in time 

Encapsulated heart

Felt emotion,

Love, pain... And grace entwined.

©revdjo 27/10/13

The Purple Teddy Bear

My purple teddy bear sat in his favourite place.

 A poem for Joyce...

 

I have a purple teddy bear
Who sits upon my dresser.
Head to toe in big white spots
He looks like he is poorly.
I wonder what's inside of him
But that's another story.

Should I take him to the hospital?
Should I wrap him in a blanket?

Today I simply say to him,
'You're lonely not forgotten.'
I gaze upon his smiling face
Remembering his warm embrace.
I say a silent prayer for him
And remind him he is loved.

Should I try and make him laugh?
Should I talk of days gone by?

I place him by the tissues
And mop his silent tears.
Endless hours he sits and stares
Days and months and years.
He doesn't say a word to me
But I hear him and his fears.


©revdjo 15/10/13