Friday, October 30, 2015


I will go my own way
I will choose who I let sway
I sort of know which way is best.
But heck I want to be with the rest.
I like the feel of 1 for all and all for 1,
It always seems like so much fun.
Yeah this could happen or maybe that
But really who gives a scrap.
Except of course when my stubborn decision
Heads me to a place of prison.
Freedom of choice
Turns into a loss of voice.
Darkness encroaches,
Guilt, shame approaches
My headstrong direction at a dead end,
Now where are all those who call me friend.
A calling, a whisper, a touch,
There is only one who still loves that much.
As pride strips  away
My messiah extends mercy this very day.
He who is unbending,
 Always his love sending.
Who now will I let sway,
Will I now learn to be clay,
Let the Potter have his way?
Instead of resistant to knowledge
Perhaps now to be tenacious and acknowledge,
I don’t know the way.
Let His word have last say.

Monday, October 26, 2015

There is an uneasy place

There is an uneasy place
Where all is good yet the invasion of disquiet persists
All blessings counted for the day
Check list done
All in its place
And yet turbulence just can’t resist.
The spirit stirring
Still more to obtain
Not objects or crowns
Not things to be grasped
But something amiss.
To be, to just sit,
To enter his rest.
To fill up on words that will wisdom beget.
This “restlessness” not letting us forget
The real purpose is not our check list
Our place is not steady
We need to be on our knee's ever ready
To reach, love and care,
To rescue, give hope and prepare,
but not before we come in prayer
To the uneasy place to keep us
Holding to the one who does not shake.

Saturday, October 17, 2015

Tradition edited

Steeped in what has gone on before
Anticipation of the already known
Consistent patterns with added experiences
Stacking memories
Building relationships
Sharing time and space with those you love.

Our annual gathering for our mom's birthday has been a tradition for the past ____  years (I say 14 years, sis say's 8 years),either way it is has become a custom  to bring Jersey and Pa  sister's together to hang for the day with our mom. We have visited many quaint towns including Princeton and Peddlers Village. We have painted pottery and antique shopped as well as perused used book shelves. We have purchased treasures such as "The little Red Hen" book and cook ware. Tradition has been that we usually gather in the Month of October so autumn sights are par for the course such as scarecrow contests, apple cider and pumpkins. We have visited farmers markets and grounds with art sculpture. The day is also usually filled with some sort of dining experience from Italian, Pub style, a charming local eatery or simply good old chain restaurant food. Our conversations range over so many topics, too many to recount but usually funny stories or recollections of life growing up in the Elias home are in the lineup. Laughter, deep philosophical discussions and everyday life shared. Talks that don’t always happen over the phone and over the distance but can be counted to happen during this annual gathering.

Friday, October 9, 2015



iron casting in a foundry  Chemical compounds mined carefully,
 Each atom and molecule declaring individuality.

When we are invited to say yes,
The combining of spirit and flesh.

The refining fire melting away elements of old patterns
Stretching, pouring, changing structure but not matter.

The mold maker intimately knows the form,
In the likeness of whom he has born,
But the basic compound from flesh our own.
The model maker impressing on metal, pushing into shape,
Once the process has started there is no escape.

Sculpted but no masterpiece to be the same,
His word used to guide the metal into frame.
Each time in obedience we say yes,
The melding of spirit and flesh.

Crafted to boldly display
All the attributes of the son, each in his own way.
Embracing truth, shedding impurities,
Flesh and spirit working in harmony.

The mold itself pounded out of perfect flesh
The spirit a deposit that he has not left.
The Glory of God allowed to shine through
The Glory of God Christ in you.

In metalworkingcasting involves pouring liquid metal into a mold, which contains a hollow cavity of the desired shape, and then allowing it to cool and solidify. The solidified part is also known as a casting, which is ejected or broken out of the mold to complete the process.

Monday, October 5, 2015

Embracing the glass half full:

Embracing the glass half full:

No more to look back at half empty
Thankfulness is the answer in simplicity
But what is it about this negative pull?
Again and again heart and mind dragged down dull.
Eyes needing vision to see the plenty,
Let the old and broken be only a memory.

Thoughts renewed to hope in the possible,
“Let your heart not be troubled”.
Let the One who Is, write a new story.
Through Jesus you have a new destiny

Embrace what is good and be joyful,
You are now a member of the family royal,
Given an access pass to join in the great assembly,
To be filled full now with the fathers love,
And forever more to dwell with the Father above.