Living in God's Rhyme Podcast Episode 7
Poetry of Christian FaithJune 04, 2021x
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Living in God's Rhyme Podcast Episode 7

Episode 7 Show Notes

RANDOM THOUGHTS FROM A GREEN PAPER NAPKIN HOLDER

How odd our God may seem in the days we dream,

Not odd in the ways we know, nor in what he does, no.

There are times when he gives us his rhymes,

Those occasional times we find that he has opened our mind.

 

A view from a window,

A word from a friend,

The shape of a shadow,

May it never end. 

 

Out of nowhere we suddenly must share

The rhyme he gave us, as he did with Jesus.

The thought of what we ought,

No, must do because of his trust.

 

It may be a simple embrace putting a smile on a face

Or proclaiming a word that someone has not heard.

It may just be a smile for the one who for so many miles

has walked through the rain with teardrops of pain.

 

Or maybe it is for the holder of the napkin while eating a meal,

A note from God that shows his love and desire to heal.

 

For me it was this as I ate with friends an evening meal:

 

“God puts people in your life

When you need them.

For that we are thankful.

However, we always need

To also put God in our lives”

 

When we eat, when we play, when we pray

At all times if we listen God has something to say.

 

He finished his words with this reminder to me:

 

“I walk a fine line

Knowing the sign

When I go

That I know”

 

Reflection on Thoughts from a Green Paper Napkin Holder

We were having dinner with a group of friends and I had some thoughts about poems.  I wrote them down on the paper napkin holder.  This poem is the result of my wandering mind.  I have been told since writing this that it is not a holder but a ring, that paper wrapping around the napkin wrapped silverware in restaurants.

© 2018, Living In God’s Rhyme, Tim Carter

There is more in Tales From the Raven in God Still Rhymes on this group of friends.

OUT OF THE CLOSET

 

I opened the closet door,

I could hide there no more.

The clothing I had worn

Now was tattered and torn,

Shaken to my very core

Renewed I was reborn.

 

No more hiding.

Now deciding

I could no longer hide

The life I had tried,

So much living

Without giving,

Without thought

Each day fought.

 

I opened the door

And found there was more

Than my heart could store,

With His love I was no longer poor.

 

I no longer hide from myself.

I did see the need for His help.

And I can no longer hide from you,

No matter what I say or do.

No I cannot,

I opened the door

Of the dusty

Locked closet

Where rags

Were torn

And thrown

Around.

 

A knock,

The door opened,

A breath of fresh air.

Born again, now His heir.

 

Now clothed in His grace,

Not living at the world’s pace,

I can now run the race

Refreshed as I see His face.

 

The face of my birth;

Can I help you open the door, 

Help you up off the floor

So that you may find your worth.

© 2019, God Still Rhymes, Tim Carter


THE KING AND THE PURSE

 The King was walking the halls

talking to pictures on faces and the walls

waiting to make or take a phone call

hoping the door wouldn’t close on the stall

 

His discourse, he would rehearse

on one then another for better or worse

those he met would look for the hearse

but all this changed when he saw her purse

 

“What a lovely purse,” he did regally say

on another sterile disordinary day

“May I help you,” he asked, “on your way?”

it was the 2nd month after May

 

(maybe)

 

Spring like with flowers

born in an April shower

she visited for what seemed like hours

purse in hand with the King’s jester

 

Oh, she did

do that

for she loved

that funny

odd jester

& had

only met

the King

that day 

in the hall

 

 In 2005 I was hospitalized for severe depression, at least that was the diagnosis.  I had lost a job and was stuck in a new job I didn’t like.  Add that to the fact that I had let pride rule me in my work and that led me further from God, and there I was, quarantined from the life I had been living.

 

One of the patients I befriended met noticed when my wife visited.  He always commented on her purse.  He was the king of his world and I had been Mary Lou’s jester for so many years.  This helped me accept where I had been and where I needed to go.

 © 2019, God Still Rhymes, Tim Carter


There may be more on this in a 6 page poem from Living In God’s Rhyme, Maybe . . . 



Let the word (spoken by) the Christ, the Messiah, 

have its home (in your hearts and minds) and 

dwell in you in (all its) richness, as you teach 

and admonish and train one another in all insight 

and intelligence and wisdom (in spiritual things 

and sing) psalms and spiritual songs, making 

melody to God with (His) grace in your hearts.”

Colossians 3:16 Amplified


 MAKE MELODY TO GOD

 We sing Your Word

which we have heard

with our ears

throughout the years.

 

We sing

& the words ring

of what You have done

thru Jesus Your son.

 

Psalms & hymns

sung of Him

Whose life is praised,

from death he was raised.

 


Living 

for years

knowing

life’s fears

crying

hurt tears

 

Then,

 

believing

without sight

accepting

now the light

living 

thru His might.

 

We sing even more

of His glorious splendor,

of the life He has given

unlocking the gates to Heaven.

 

Psalms, hymns & spiritual songs 

of His righting our wrongs,

we sing of His glory

that all may hear His story.

 

May our living be a melody

to God & His Son’s body.

May we sing with His grace

In our hearts in faith.

© 2019, God’s Rhyme, Tim Carter


This is one of the cell phone notes app poems.  I started out wanting the rhymes, but also knew where it had to go before the end.


THE DAY HAS COME

The commission

Of omission

The distraction

Of subtraction

The commission

Of of addition

The infraction

Of inaction

Is not mathematical

It is grammatical

The changing memes

More than it seems

Truth to lies

The past cries

Change defies

Those once wise


I hear it said

It is what it is

No longer fed

It was what it was


What is it today

For this I do pray

To know what is true

From lies shaded hue


On bended knee

For all to see

My hands I raise

As God I praise


5/20/20, tcarter


I might consider more of the cell phone note app poems if they weren’t more political ad the state of our nation today.

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