My Poems from February 2004
This DNA, Life's building block,
Tells me that God's been here.
Computer code to program Life
And guide it year by year.
What human code is so compact,
Yet does a job so dear.
To think that chance could write such stuff
Is folly without peer.
I heard today that we don't know
What all there is to read.
We know that some of it creates
The proteins that we need,
And other parts control the time
That certain genes are freed,
But others stay a mystery;
We know not yet their deed.
Who knows what we will finally find
When all of it we see;
What wonders then will be revealed
When there's no mystery.
Do you think we're really smart enough
To find the final key?
February 4, 2004
Skeleton Key Days
I remember the days
Of skeleton keys:
When kids were safe
To play at ease.
The keys were more
A child-proof thing
Than to keep a thief
From breaking in.
I remember the days
Of much less noise:
I'd go and play
With other boys.
When mom would call
From blocks away,
I'd hear, and know
I could not stay.
February 21, 2004
Submitted to Poetry.com on February 21, 2004.
Simon of Cyrene
A man of faith, he came from far
To honor the appointed hour
In Zion of the great I AM,
And share the killing of the lamb.
Arriving there, he met a crowd
Coming out and shouting loud.
A soldier sternly made him take
A rough-hewn cross for Jesus' sake.
He followed Him and marveled then
How graciously He bore His pain.
And when they reached Golgotha's hill
And took the cross, he stood there still.
He read the plaque that Pilate wrote.
He watched them gamble for His coat,
And wondered in his heart, Is He?
The One Anointed, Could it be?
February 27, 2004
While listening to Andy Griffith sing gospel songs,
the songs of the Cross reminded me that we each bear a cross - what we endure
in this life. As Jesus bore His cross to Golgotha, He stumbled; His physical
strength gave out for He had endured, and bled much. Another took His cross and
bore it for Him to its destination. So too, He expects us to bear our cross to
the limit of our strength, and then He will bear what we cannot until we reach
our goal, perfection.
I did some research and found that the scriptures say
nothing of Jesus stumbling under the load of the cross, though He must have
been at the limits of human strength, and we have all seen it happen in movies
and reenactments. How many people, do you suppose, as I did, believe that they
read it in the Bible that Jesus fell beneath the load of the cross. How
powerful are the visual media!- Matt 27:32;
Mark 15:21; Luke 23:26