Saturday, February 18, 2012

A Beacon

A church stands amongst
abandoned and torn down
buildings like a beacon, tall
strong and full life
people talk about re-newed
faith hearing a service
through the technology
of media that went out
all over the world.
A service touched
journalist saying it is so.
Amazing how God
intervenes.

A Service

For those who have never
been to a Black Baptist
service whether on Sunday
or a funeral, they have a
tradition of how they go
about praying, singing
and every now and then
and Amen comes as they
get louder not to worry
about the length of time
they take to get there message
out. As you watch and
listen you see the love you
feel the love. The unrehearsed
words come out as they are
caught up in there worship.
Enough to uplift the most
weary of souls.

Sunday, February 12, 2012

In My Dream

In my dream
my best friend,
now gone, was
an adult with her
husband, children,
her mom, also gone,
were happy, what
really happened
didn't. no disruption
of there marriage
no suicide, nothing
as it was.
We went on with
our lives as if this
is the way it was
supposed to be.
As i woke up i
reflected on the
happiness with a
smile upon my face.

Friday, February 3, 2012

knowledge

We are taught when
we are young
as you grow experience
teaches
knowledge is an adventure
in order for it to grow
it must be fed and watered
like cultivating a garden
not to let it die of thirst