Tag Archive | reconciliation

Cottage-by-the-Sea, #3, 2/22/17

The cliff on which the lighthouse stands,
Hasn’t forever stood as now it stands,
The mighty force of natural elements,
Adds, subtracts from sea to land
Ever changing though it appears the same,
A silent siren or warning depends the name.

The waters which pound the rocks away,
No two drops fall the same two ways,
Nor arrive together in self-made fashion,
To create the waves of the seas way,
But their power alters everything,
The music fills and clearly rings.

The wind that hustles, bustles, towers,
Shrieks past the brave and those that cower,
Reshaping earth as it surely blows,
A shrill for voice or a terrific howler,
Then reduces self to a meek remnant,
Returning to the ends from which it was sent.

The sun, the moon, the stars at night,
Alternating features seen by sight,
Turning soil and rock to dust
Casting shadows deep into the light
The greater rules the day, the lesser dark,
The lighthouse stands so sure it’s mark.

The One and truest God of all,
The God to who restores us from our fall,
When we seek our own path and way,
Neglecting our truest, greatest call,
He reaches through the murk of man,
Reconciles us to Him in love because He can.
           dfav 2/21/17

—Donna

Cottage-by-the-Sea, #1, 2017

O Father!
As sure as the waves lap at the shoreline,
Whether harshly or with gentleness,
Let Your servant be steady before You,
Seeking forgiveness from You in steadiness.

As numerous as the sand grains,
Whether sugar white or black with ash,
Let Your child come seeking wisdom,
Instead of greedily seeking cash.

As consuming as the sounds of surf,
Surround Your Heir as thoroughly as this place,
May I seek Your understanding foremost,
Your strength for this earthly race.

As deeply as the water soaks me,
When it steeps me heart and soul,
May Your love then rescue me.
As sure as the history told.

Life lived beside the seaside,
In my heart’s Cottage-by-the-Sea,
Serves as a port of refuge and reconciliation,
Where You and I meet heart-to-heart honestly.

So though the world rock on in turmoil,
Hear Your daughter’s cry for mercy please,
Clean and bind my wounds open before You,
Heal me and set my soul at ease.

Longer than this spot guide others safely,
May it serve to launch a million ships,
To show the world of Your presence,
As from here my soul to You will slip.
            dfav 1/31/17

—Donna