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Only the Stones

6 Apr

It's Easter! Photo credit here

Students have been unleashed into Spring Break, teachers are sleeping in late and it’s Peep eating season. Wait, there are no peeps in the UK?! Hold on… something is missing beside the Peepage. My birthday? That’s still a little while away… School? No, two weeks off still (hooray!)… Easter Sunday? Ah, that’s the One: the Jesus thing.

This poem stems from imagery of Jesus on the cross which is historically believed to have happened today, a Friday (as public excutions must have been dead and cleared away before the Sabbath). Remembering images of this event, I was indifferent the first time I saw The Passion, averting my eyes from the gore of a beaten man. The second time as a believer (when I was 20), I wept, gazing on such a sacrifice, an atonement. I saw it differently. And today, I see it differently again; I don’t watch it anymore. Why? Because the cross is empty; He rose.

P.S. If anyone knows the whereaboust of any possible Peeps in the England area, please let me know. I miss their pastel marshmallow goodness, especially when it’s Easter: a time to celebrate after all! Happy Easter and a Good Friday to you all.

Only the Stones

The logs cracked and burdening

On his back became splinters, somewhere,

Reabsorbed into the good earth,

And maybe into the air.


And the garments gambled for,

Worn down to shreds and resold,

Passed down and around; the relic

Vanished from the eager human hands.


Backs arched for strong swings hammering

Iron nails gave into rust and time:

Withered, dented, worn away

By sandaled feet as roadside debris.


Their eyes, their living eyes burned

By the eclipsing sun have all fallen asleep

And their stories too, oral tradition

Of the strange day, carried away by the breeze.


There is nothing to see now, no place to dwell.

Only the rocks, and me, we have a story to tell.


Featured blog: Daniel Spaite

3 Mar

The FIRST featured poem of the August Reads blog is a real blessing by budding poet, Daniel Spaite from Visalia, California, a student at Point Loma Nazarene University. A brilliant example that one might liken to e.e. cummings’ use of case to accentuate and emphasize meaning, I can’t help but read it out in a rap-esque rhythm! I found this poem startlingly powerful and I hope it makes you think too.

Please comment below and check out Daniel’s other poetry on his facebook page by clicking above.

Christ Alone

The idiocy of hypocrisy has long been hurting the church we see,
Because the fact is, people want consistency.
Are christians hot or cold? Are we in, are we out?
I mean Katy Perry was christian till she realized money is what it’s really all about.
And Usher confessed that by God he is blessed,
But confessions part 2 showed his love life’s a mess,
Maybe we shouldn’t look at pop stars I guess,
So who is next?
Our christian politicians never lie right?
And they definitely would never cheat on their wives.
Sorry Bill and Arnie, but I’m sure you had some good nights.
So who do we watch when these folks fail?
It doesn’t help that most of our priests are in Jail,
And when things get rough lots of pastors just bail,
Maybe they’ll send a postcard in the mail…
And it’s true, the church is where the worst of them go:
The greedy, the cocky, the sleazy, the hoes,
And everybody knows,
But they put on quite the show!
And me?
I’m the worst of them all,
I call them all out and do nothing but fall,
My ego’s so big yet my opinions so small,
I mean unless I find my worth in dodge ball.
And I sit in judgement every chance I get.
I know the Bible because I read it,
And I’ll tell you you’re wrong if you mess up one bit,
Plus, If I know I’m right I won’t give a shit…

But I’m wrong, oh so wrong!
How I wish those attitudes would get the clue and be gone,
And that Katy Perry would sing Godly songs,
That old Bill Clinton was faithful and strong.
That our priests would stay Holy,
Our pastors stay put,
And not let some money move them afoot.

But we also must see that through the ages, consistency,
Is the only thing true in hypocrisy,
Because the one without sin should cast the first stone,
But the One without sin is Christ alone.
He was and is the only Way,
Not getting paid,
Not getting laid.
Not “winning” at life,
Or having a million friends,
But realizing that our Glory is only in Him!
Because hypocrites are not idiots,
We all have fallen short and we both know it.
You’re a hypocrite and so am I,
And chances are that will be true till the day that we die,
And the churches will never see the plank in their eye,
But the Church, Big “C”, will always be the Body of Christ,
The Beautiful Bride, attempting to save one life at a time.

So give the Church a chance,
Just be warned in advance,
christians will fail, we have since the fall of man,
Just like Adam and Eve, we will eat the fruit from that tree,
But we are not saying “Come follow me”,
Rather Jesus Christ, the One who dies in John 3:16,
He longs for our hearts, the lost AND the saved!
Only He can facilitate the hypocrites’ change.