Friday, December 15, 2017

The Message


Proclaim a message,
prophets hear
and are frightened
when they should be comforted.

Speak the thoughts of God
as they are spoken,
without concern
for the politics of the time.

He spoke
when Babylon was marching.
He spoke as Greece and Rome
stepped on sacred soil.

He spoke
as His son stood in the Jordan,
as he died on Golgotha
and as He rose that Sunday morning.

He speaks today,
as we defy His word,
ridicule those who preach it
and sing praises to His enemy.

He speaks today,
while there is still a moment
to hear
the message proclaimed.



copyright 2017 - Donald P James Jr

Tuesday, December 12, 2017

The Paralytic (Luke 5:17-26)

On one of the days while Jesus was teaching, some proud religious law-keepers and teachers of the Law were sitting by Him. They had come from every town in the countries of Galilee and Judea and from Jerusalem. The power of the Lord was there to heal them.  Some men took a man who was not able to move his body to Jesus. He was carried on a bed. They looked for a way to take the man into the house where Jesus was.  But they could not find a way to take him in because of so many people. They made a hole in the roof over where Jesus stood. Then they let the bed with the sick man on it down before Jesus.  When Jesus saw their faith, He said to the man, “Friend, your sins are forgiven.”

Luke 5:17-20 


A hole began to form overhead, in the roof.  We heard footsteps scampering overhead.  The Teacher paused, no longer speaking as pieces of the ceiling fell to the floor at our feet.  Even the keepers of the law, who had no sincere interest in the Master's words, were distracted by the activity overhead.

Slowly a makeshift hammock was lowered through the hole.  Someone complained about the destruction of their home.  I turned to look behind me.  The house, belonging to one of the fishermen, was crowded to a point where no one else could have entered.  Breaking through the roof had been the only option.

I looked up at the opening and saw four familiar faces.  The man being lowered to the floor was well known in our small community.  He had always been paralyzed, as far as I knew.  When I was a child I would see him in the street.  I stayed away, lest the transgressions of his parents affect me.  But my heart was bathed with sin every time I shunned the paralytic.

Jesus knelt beside the man, as his bed now lay on the dusty floor.  He saw faith, not only in the man on the hammock, but also in the hearts of his friends on the roof.

"Your sins are forgiven."

Jesus' words slowly sunk into the crowd of listeners.  A scribe to my left, with a thick black beard and darting eyes, whispered blasphemer.  Others began to question if anyone could forgive sins besides God.

"What is easier,
forgiving sins,
or healing the lame?"

The teachers of the law took to silence when the man, once paralyzed, picked up his mat and walked.  Some doubted as soon as the miracle occurred, those who cling to the world more than God.  Others offered praise to our creator for the miracle they had just witnessed.

I felt a tear run down my cheek.  At that moment I realized my sins, as many as they were, could be wiped clean.




copyright 2017 - Donald P James Jr


Sunday, December 10, 2017

Wilderness

A voice cries out:
In the desert prepare the way of the Lord!
Make straight in the wasteland a pathway for our God! 

Isaiah 40:3


The wilderness,
where the wandering stumble
over trails untended.
Prepare the pathway,
purify your hearts.
Remove the stones you hide behind.

Fill the valleys
and make each mountain low.
Where there is rough terrain
leave smooth roads,
for God has made a promise
and men have waited.

The wilderness,
where a prophet cries out
to those with ears to hear,
to those with eyes to see,
to those with hearts to love.

Repentance is the call to all people.
Prepare,
what now is petrified stone.
Prepare the calloused soul.
Prepare a heart
which will be made flesh.



copyright 2017 - Donald P James Jr


Thursday, December 7, 2017

Where are the Pictures?



The perfect add for my most recent book;

"An Advent Journey"


This is the best promotion I could receive.
The book was sitting on the coffee table,
where his mom left it
after reading a couple poems,
C.J. decided to check it out.

He's probably wondering where the pictures are.


 

Friday, December 1, 2017

Witnesses Today

And so we wait
with great anticipation.
God from God,
Light from Light.
We wait to hear a crying child
in a stable,
a mother singing sweet melodies
to her infant.
We wait to see shepherds
kneel
before the glories in the sky
and wise men bow in homage.

And then we wait again,
to see the stone
rolled from the entrance of an empty tomb,
to hear Mary's wonderful news
brought to the apostles.
We long to feel the joy
spreading through the upper room
when their Lord,
Master
and Friend stands before them,
Alive.



Yet we
who are witnesses today,
need not wait.
The child,
given by the Father,
is here to be in your hearts
everyday.
He has grown to become a man.
He died
for every blemish on every soul
and He longs to stand beside you
in every room and every place.

How fortunate are we!



copyright 2017 - Donald P James Jr