Seth Gatchell
Thirst-Slaking
THIRST-SLAKING Glass pitchers all around; they promise refreshing. One promises fullness, another, caressing. A second promises to fill my emptiness. And a third promises to salve my loneliness. One looks like lemonade, ice cubes floating with glee. Is this the one that helps with my anxiety? This one looks like orange juice, surely it…
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Pacific Book Club Mondays: October 1, 29, November 26 Time: 7:00-8:30 at PCI Read each of the following pages in preparation for each of the dates, below: Pages 11-80 for October 1st Pages 81-145 for October 29 Pages 147-229 for November 26 You can order the book at www.christianbook.com When God’s Ways Make…
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Heart’s Delight
HEART’S DELIGHT Quietly sat, rapt attention, Connection’s joy, His expression! To see His face, and hear His heart, Such rich delight, never depart. (Luke 10:38-42) Seth
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DIVINE CONSPIRACY
When my old foolish ways, promised much, yet backfired, Into my misery, me, by grace, You acquired. Yet still, entitled me, can old ways be expired? Justice and grace conspired! A new heart is desired! Seth
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Pruning
Our red bougainvillea, waterfalled scarlet blooms, The gardener’s sharpened shears, severing branches, doomed. Branches pillaged, gathered, today, it faced its gloom. And once fiery red blooms? Their lot, the trash man’s tomb. “My once great gloried blooms, now ravaged and humbled. That in which I trusted, my beauty, now tumbled. That in which I…
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A tribute to men for Father’s Day
THE HUNTER The hunter awakens, each morning in his search, Through the forest he plods, to the deer-blind, his perch. The early morning dew, water splatters his boots, Venison in his dreams, for their dinner he shoots. Many people depend on his daily pursuit, Hungry stomachs to feed, he must be resolute. The deer…
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