What matters now


There are so many things to accomplish and so little time. The interests of our lives tend to peak and valley like the seasons. So I try to do what matters most today at that moment. Sometimes I miss the mark let’s face it I can be self absorbed. However that’s ok because sometimes I get the chance to make it right (God willing).


Thursday, January 7, 2010

Why willows wind?

The overall picture of this poem is a hill side with willow trees and a gentle breeze blowing through the branches. The willow being the battered Christ and the wind the spirit of god directing the events of one day in history. Life and death in the balance for all to see. While we neither know nor can prove the divinity of Christ the story of his sacrifice tends to warm our hearts with some sort of realization that we are cared about. This has been and is still one of my favorite pomes because it depicts the essence of the salvation story blended with a flowing unseen movement of these long delicate branches flowing in the wind.
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