Our Nation

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Regardless of your affiliation, regardless of where you live in our world, please pray for our nation. We are at a critical point in our history.

I like what Governor John Kasich has said recently. He is a Republican that did not support Donald Trump, but he said this not a time for gloating. It’s not a time for saying, “I told you so.”

It is all very serious, and many of us are tempted to run this administration into the ground with our words. But may the facts be known, and may the correct action be taken.

Thank you for your prayers, and positive thoughts. Amen.

  

Note: I don’t usually post twice, this close together in the same day, but I was having difficulty with the internet today.

    

Writing and Image © Copyright 2017, ancient skies

A Mothers Day Blessing

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HAPPY MOTHER’S DAY!!

May all mothers be blessed today.

May God continue to bless your relationships with your children, and give you the strength to teach the good, and right things. May you always be blessings to each other.

And for all the millions of women, unable to have children and yet pray that they can someday, may you receive comfort in knowing that you are loved, and not forgotten.

And finally to all women fighting cancer or some other horrible illness, may you have the courage to remain positive. You are loved. We do hope and pray for healing.

May we always honor mothers, today and every day.

Amen.

     

Prayer and Image © Copyright 2017, ancient skies

Sing to Me, My Love

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Sing to me My Love, sing to me of better times,

of when we were young, and people tore down

our walls, instead of building them.

And you can hide in my strength  again

while I bury my face 

in your hair,

sing My Love while we lift

a silent prayer

for peace

in our world.

    

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2017, ancient skies

A Deeper Sense of Who I Am

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When things happen in our lives, including horrible things, we can spend our time in turmoil wondering why, or we can seek a new direction. I’m going to be honest here, the last 10 years or so have been the most difficult of my life. I say that only as an explanation, not as a request for sympathy, that I have cut back on blogging.

I love writing, that’s no secret, so I will push forward, in an effort to be positive. One of the hardest things for us to do, when times are difficult, is to feel loved. I know what that is like, and for men we are vulnerable in any number of ways, when life throws stones at us. That’s one of the reasons my wife and I are so close. We talk a lot.

I’m not interested in folding inward so I can protect myself, but I am going deeper in my spiritual life. I’m reading a lot more now. I have a stack of books just waiting for me, even more on my list! I am praying more, and searching for a much deeper spiritual life.

And I still enjoy photography. And yes I promise to share my photos here with you!

I will post here once a day, on most days, but I have a peace about maybe even skipping a day if it happens. And you know what? I have this new idea for Ancient Skies, perhaps, once in a while, posting a poem with no photograph, just the words. What??? No photo?

Thank you for your understanding! And thank you for being on this journey with me.

I wish you peace.

       

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2017, ancient skies

In the Feathers of their Wings

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In our ancient past, and in the not too distant future,

hawks will gently rest on our shoulders,

with their wings intricate, layer upon layer

of feathers to not only hold the wind

but to keep our prayers, tucked away until

the appointed time, and they lift off with a scream,

in the midst of the battle, as heaven rages,

against the never ending night.

In our ancient past, and in the not too distant future.

     

Poetry © Copyright 2017, ancient skies

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Harbors Hold Us Anchored

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Harbors hold us anchored, but only until we are brave enough

to admit we needed the rest, and until we seek more

than just the wind. A deep knowing that our hearts

are renewed, by longing more frequently

for the setting sun.

    

Note: My friends I am seeking a deeper rest

but to be honest, I often wonder how.

    

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2017, ancient skies