Pastor Seth’s Poems and Musings
Under the Shadow
The sun is hot, the heat boiling, The desert air so stifling. Weary from the arid heat, This thirsty soul, empty, deplete. Scorching, Suffocating, Smothering, Sweltering, Weary, Worn, Wobbling, Woozy. Fatigued, Forlorn, Frazzled, (But not finished!) He who dwells in His shelter Will find rest from the smelter. Finding peace in Him…
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The Hungry Male Soul
Invite Him into felt weakness, Invite Him into felt dryness, Invite Him into loneliness, Invite Him into emptiness. To be strong in my weakness. To endure with resilience. To love with tenderness. To offer life in felt deadness.
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A Husband’s Communication
“We can’t communicate,” a husband said to me. “Tell me more,” I asked. “We always disagree.” As he explained himself, this was his rationale, All he could see of self was he was rational. What he yet could not see was sadly palpable. That between wife and him was something relational. He could not…
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Real Treasure
Oyster’s pearl of great price, nestled. This treasure buried in the field. This treasure in earthen vessels. “All else is rubbish.” Humbly kneel.
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