April 20 Poem: Make the Leap

by J. Randal Matheny © 2011

Beyond this moment make the leap:
Forget the body’s need and heal
The soul; go sow the seed to reap
More than time could ever reveal.
For self and others distant, gain
Eternal life, that all might feel
The power that earth cannot contain.

April 19 Poem: Together We Become

by J. Randal Matheny © 2011

Together, we become what God intended us to be,
Among us we develop love for those in poverty;
The little ones before the Lord are special in his sight,
When rich and famous hurt them they will feel his angered might;
The new commandment shows our genuine faith to those without,
To love like Jesus in the church will settle friendly doubt;
Behind the words of preaching, love like his will make us grow,
In hope of harvest, faith in heaven, we go forth to sow.

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April 18 Poem: Seven Gospel Imperatives

by J. Randal Matheny © 2011

Today’s poem is a take-off from my editorial today at FMag, based on Acts 19, with seven independent ideas for service, so only the septet with a ABCBCBA rhyme scheme holds it together.

Do it right, help others fully obey.
Find your platform, to reach the world and connect.
The holy in unclean hands will strip and bruise.
Make your godly plans, let God perfect.
Repentant men, confessing, God can use.
Riots from hidden motives you must expect.
Avoid the violent mob, stay out of the way.

April 17 Poem: Sinking Feelings

by J. Randal Matheny © 2011

Turn the head, and feelings sink,
A thought, a look, a word, a tone,
The slightest sign becomes a stone,
One thought can rush you to the brink.

A worldly pleasure rests on sand,
Lasts but a moment, all too brief;
It quickly turns to weeping grief,
Or fades to trudge a desert land.

The happy heart soon turns to woe,
Finds greater reason for despair;
The soul was made for Heaven’s air,
Too great for smallish joys below.

April 16 Poem: Life is Like a Facebook Status

by J. Randal Matheny © 2011

You could sing this to the tune of a Mozart hymn, if you were so inclined.

Life is like a Facebook status,
Falling quickly out of sight,
Rushing past with no hiatus,
Bits and chips in hurried flight.

Glimpses of our kin and cronies,
Reading just what they reveal,
Never knowing if they’re phonies,
If their joy or pain is real.

When we’re busy, much we’re missing,
Posts are sent we do not see,
Later, we start reminiscing,
Far from friends and family.

April 15 Poem: When I Try

by J. Randal Matheny © 2011

When I try to think of something profound,
The mind goes blank,
When I tried to impress the crowd and astound,
Like lead it sank.

When I tried with eloquent flourishes to fly,
How dry the speech!
When I try to embrace both the earth and sky,
I limit my reach.

The only thing that worked when I tried,
Was God as my guide.

April 14 Poem: The Small Success

by J. Randal Matheny © 2011

The small success is sweet and easier won,
Though larger victories make the greater noise;
They spur us on to tackle a new objective.
Ah, what a joy to reach a goal and be done!
Such progress sharpens and renews perspective!
Though our attainments be less than the Donald enjoys,
The small success is surely better than none.


April 13 Poem: The Wednesday Poem

by J. Randal Matheny © 2011

Wednesday, say some, is the day of the hump,
As if, in their life, ’twere a bothersome bump,
‘Tis likely they live for the end of the week —
But why not consider it the in-between peak?

April 12 Poem: Kingdom Hurdles and Gains

by J. Randal Matheny © 2011

We love to talk about our habits of sleep,
Our diet, too, is topic of long discourse,
Of trivial, common subjects talk is cheap,
We’ll chat and shoot the breeze until we’re hoarse.

In sports we follow and cheer for our favorite team,
We know by heart the scores, the runs, and plays;
During the games we jump and stomp and scream,
Fans know how much their favorite player weighs.

But turn the subject to God and silence reigns,
Who do we hear on kingdom hurdles and gains?
How many follow and know the Savior’s way?
And speak of him with knowledge night and day?

April 11 Poem: May I Speak Ill of None

by J. Randal Matheny © 2011

May I speak ill of none,
And every evil shun,
Let God make right all human slight,
And judge us in the Son.

Set on my lips your seal,
Take heart and soul to heal,
Lift all my care, O Lord, in prayer,
Ignite my lagging zeal.