Pastor Seth’s Poems and Musings

The Narrow Road

03/08/2022

My first twenty years I walked the road broad Until empty, longing, I came to know God. Forty-nine years since; on God’s path I have trod. Different kinds of terrain I’ve walked on this Earth’s sod.   Hovering jungle growth, fear and danger abound Amidst the stark unknown ‘twas once lost; now I’m found. On…

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MATURITY

02/08/2022

Persevering Even through doubts. Unflagging hope, Even with pouts.   Finding His strength, In my weakness. Doing good, Despite my badness.   Planting His seeds, Watering blooms. Will I see flowers When love resumes?   A handful of seeds, A watering can, Dry, barren ground, Is where grace began.   Flowers in vases, Delightful fragrance.…

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CHRISTMAS LIGHTS

12/07/2021

All around was darkness, the night in full array. But piercing through the night, Christmas lights on display,   Lights that shimmered and shined from far, far, far away. Driving through neighborhoods, Christmas lights on display.   Red lights in window panes, white lights hanging on eaves, Sparkled lights, Christmas trees, blinking lights on green…

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An Early Morning Walk

11/16/2021

November 16, 2021   The early morning dawn, peeking over the hills, Brought with it cold, upon myself brisk chills.   I was not alone on this morning walk, Inside my heart? It wanted to talk.   Gnawing questions, disturbing pouts, Rising hopes and crummy doubts,   Relationships not mended, Some still offended.   Problems…

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LISTENING

09/21/2021

LISTENING A.P.B.: Missing here! A right ear and left ear! No sign of whereabouts! Relations in the pouts!   Listening: you go first! Listening for heart’s thirst.   Listening for their mopes, Listening for their hopes.   Listening for their thoughts, Listening for sore spots.   Listening when they’re curt, Listening for their hurt.  …

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Book of Hosea

09/08/2021

BOOK OF HOSEA Hosea, the prophet, married the village whore. And to three loser “dads,” three children Gomer bore. I wanted MY people, in sad Gomer, to see, Like Gomer, that they were adulteresses to Me.   She did what she wanted, with men, running around. “They leave me food and gifts, in secret at…

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