KEENING & WEANING

God puts us through the fire
To wake us to constant prayer.
It is not an instant remedy,
But a proven simple recipe!

God leads us through the crucible
To shape us on His anvil.
It sure is not easy to comprehend,
But a proven way to be transformed!

God walks us through the valley
To work on us thoroughly.
It may seem so dreary and queer,
But trust me, He truly does restore!

God tosses us on to stormy seas,
To prep us as His master keys.
It does sound as if He is green and mean,
But sin does need a keen wean!

God causes us many a bitter tear,
To rescue us from dogging fear.
It often feels like being stranded,
But don’t worry, you’re not being abandoned!

God’s ways and thoughts, they make no sense,
To us if we don’t know His uncommon sense.
He cognizant of what its all about,
So walk in faith and not in doubt!

© SABINA TAGORE IMMANUEL
*Wrote this after reading a tweet by @desiringGod: God puts us through the fire to awaken us to prayer. When difficulty comes, turn first to Jesus.
*Photo courtesy @Peyman Naderi & @Ariel Lustre in unsplash.com
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GENERATION TRANSFIX

Here I find myself now caught betwixt generations,
The passed on ones and the moving on ones!
In their midst together with them I stand,
Holding their threads in my trembling hand!

I look back, I can still see my roots,
I look afore, I do glimpse my fruits!
I learn from the past and I lean to the future,
I live in the present seeking to link the two!

I am pulled back by customs still visible in my rear,
I am pushed forward by changes emerging in my fore!
I received the baton and now I need to send it on,
I have to bridge the gap and not chasm it all!

How do I then make a case, some space for my own stay,
And find room for my own feet (feat) in this strange play!
Where do I look for strength as I straddle the two,
Who is my model that will help me be the glue!

I lift my head daring only to raise my eyes,
I cannot look anywhere but up to the skies!
The historical Man stood where am forced to be,
The Cross betwixt the Testaments is truly the key!

© SABINA TAGORE IMMANUEL

IMAGINATION

"Class, close your eyes. Move forward. Don't open till I say!"
"How far?"
"Just a little more. Don't fall down. Careful!"
"Don't push me!" "Then move forward!" "I am doing my best!""Now open your eyes. Focus. What do you see?
"Something white!"
"See with your heart; perceive with your mind; don't use just your eyes. 
Tell me what comes to mind!"
"Art and painting!"
"A sculpture!"
"A type of furniture!"
"A ship!"
"A wedding!"
"Laundry hung to dry!"
"You have no imagination!"
"No, just being practical!"
*Friday Fictioneers is talented group of enthusiasts penning down a story, a poem, a prose, etc., expressing their heart about a photo prompt, every week. Thanks for this week’s PHOTO PROMPT © Roger Bultot.

CLOSING TIME

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The year draws to an end,
The month draws to a close,
The day draws to the last hour,
I draw near to You, my Lord.

As the sun sets in the west,
As the birds fly to their nest,
As men seek their well-earned rest,
I draw close to lie still on your breast.

Time is slowly winding down,
Taking its last waning turn,
Eternity is inexorably invading space ,
I draw strength from your grace.

Be still, know that I am God, you said,
Why should bother about what may lie ahead?
I am with you to the ends of the world, I hear,
Why would I then fear to walk into another year?

                        © SABINA TAGORE IMMANUEL
*Photos courtesy unsplash.com

WHEELING ALONG

Life is just a wheel, they say,
Turning round and round, on its way,
None can escape its relentless sway,
Except to flow in its constant play.

Life is a circle, they say,
Events return the same with each lay,
Nothing seems to change, day by day,
Monotony is consistent in each tale.

Life is just a turn, they say,
Yet, there's a difference in every fray,
Bit by bit, you move along the fairway,
Till you reach your goal, the freeway!

*Friday Fictioneers is talented group of enthusiasts penning down a story, a poem, a prose, etc., expressing their heart about a photo prompt, every week. Thanks for this week’s beautiful photo prompt © Ted Strutz

 

MAKE WAY MAKE ROOM

orlova-maria-379689.jpg“Today I threw out some old stuff to make room for some new Christmas presents. May God help us to get rid of the junk & clutter in our lives to make room for the gifts & blessings He wants to give us!” – Jason Powell

It is a normal practice in many households to schedule in a time of cleaning and cleansing just before the end of an old year and the beginning of the new year. A day or two is usually set apart to segregate old, unwanted stuff and whitewash or repaint the home and re-arrange it in a fresh new way. The new year sees the family dressed in new finery in a fresh new home offering thanks to God for the new beginning.

Every time we draw close to the end of an year and stand on the threshold of a new, we need to do a similar cleaning and cleansing of ourselves. We need to empty out the junk, scrape out the layers, let go of the unwanted and throw out the baggage that has grown and accumulated in the past year(s).

We need to refurbish ourselves, restore our beings, replenish our store and recover some things that have been lost. We need to recover ourselves in newness, out and in, so that the new year will indeed be a new beginning and a fresh new start.

We need to let go of old wounds, redundant thoughts, lingering hurtful memories, etc. We must divest ourselves of past hurts, wrongs, unforgiveness, bitterness, malice and vengeance. We must put away wrong notions, let go of grievances, forgive the past, kick out the negatives in our lives.

As we unclutter our minds, empty out our inner closets, cleanse our sanctum sactorum and junk out all that is clogging us, we make way for the new, the right, the fresh and the blessing.

We make room for new resolutions of love, peace joy, gentleness, goodness, meekness, faithfulness, longsuffering and self-control.

We refurbish ourselves by scrapping away the scabs of old wounds, cleanse ourselves with the blood of the Lamb, wash everything by His Word, refill & replenish with the Spirit’s unction.

We allow the darkness of rejection & retrenchment to seep out and the light of His love & acceptance flood our souls with brand new energy and power.

We  give space to clothe ourselves with garments of thanksgiving, praise & worship, adorn ourselves with the beauty of holiness, empower ourselves with a meek & a quiet spirit, and overflow with mercy and grace as the real people of God, community of faith and true human beings.

In the Bible, we see that the nation of Israel had a Jubilee year once in 50 years, a sabbatical year once in 7 years and each year, a month and week of reconciliation with man & God. They would forgive & be forgiven of wrongs, let go of debts, restore relationships and finally, reconcile as individuals, families, community and nation, with one another and then with God. They would have a time of joyful feasting and enduring fellowship to seal it all.

Most churches too set apart the 3 last days of the year for a time of prayer and preparation, to help prepare for the new year.

As we say goodbye to 2017, let us let go and cleanse ourselves from everything that would burden us.

May we welcome the new year of 2018 with lightened hearts, encouraged minds & healthy bodies and make way for the new by putting away the old!

*Photo by Ashim D’Silva & by Orlova Maria on Unsplash

THE MARKER

My favorite book makes a lamp post a significantly central feature of the story, the marker between two worlds, the point of reference between two timelines and the memory trigger.

It acts like a lighthouse shedding light, guiding back to the safe harbour of the present world after traversing the seas of adventure in another world in another timeline.

The lamp post sits in the wood, alight in the dark and the cold of perpetual winter, a sentry to the divide between the worlds, the threshold – the end for one people and the beginning for another!

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*My favorite book will always be C. S. Lewis book The Lion, the witch and the wardrobe. It is second to John Bunyan’s Pilgrim Progress, we could say in a genre, followed by Tolkien’s middle earth series and recently by the Paul Young’s The Shack. Somewhere in there is the Rowling’s Harry Potter series.

The Narnian series is a child’s delight of popping in and out of another world without any damage the normal life and time period of the world we inhabit. This week’s pic brought the lamp post in the book into focus for me and intrigued me enough to do some research!

*Friday Fictioneers is talented group of enthusiasts penning down a story, a poem, a prose, etc., expressing their heart about a photo prompt, every week. Thanks for this week’s beautiful PHOTO PROMPT © Sandra Crook
*When the Pevensie children enter into Narnia from the wardrobe they encounter the lamp post. A piece of their world in the world of Narnia, out of place and out of context. What is this? What is Clive Staples Lewis hinting at?
If there is one thing I know about Lewis’ analogical tale, everything has a meaning and often more than one. Aslan is Jesus, the stone table the Cross…. I could go on but that would be getting off the topic at hand, the lamp post. The origin of the lamp post comes from “The Magician’s Nephew” (which being the second book makes it a prequel meaning George Lucas has been pipped at that) where the white Queen herself takes a broken lamp post with her to Narnia where amazingly it grows into a new one. By the time the Pevensie children arrive it has been there forever and quite normal for Narnian’s to see. Normal but not in the same context as the Pevensie children or ourselves and this is the point I will endeavour to make. Why? Because there are people, places, times and maybe even objects and animals that God uses for his purpose. God brings the familiar of our world of our senses to explain a part of His. Now we could split hairs here about the duality of mortal and immortal divine and human sacred and profane, but I often wonder if that’s not something that is as far separated as we think. And I believe that Lewis saw this to be true.
The lamp post sits in the wood in Narnia alight in the dark and the cold of the White Witches winter. A sentry to the divide between the worlds. Mr. Tumnus tells us this is boundary of Narnia the threshold. For Tumnus the lamp post is the end of Narnia for the Pevensies it is the beginning. This is the point where I tell you to think about the people and places God has used to invite us further into His world. Your memory should be able to tell you these things more than I can. What I am going to tell you is that God has done this since the beginning of creation. Creation was an invitation for humanity, Moses and the pillar of cloud and fire, the Prophets, Angels, Chariots of Fire and Jesus too.Jesus is the lamp post familiar and out of context at the same time. Human with flesh and blood able to die and also divine and risen Lord of all. The archetype is one that God uses and continues to use, bringing people and places, organisations and even memories to use. So when you read this and remember these lamp posts, these things that are used by God familiar yet out of context to where you think it should lead. We should not glorify the lamp posts but God who put them there. Don’t look for them because like the lamp post they will come when you least expect them, even in a wardrobe.http://thischristianguy.blogspot.in/2011/11/lamp-post-in-narnia-what-god-uses-for.html?m=1
*In The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe, the lamppost functions as a beacon in more ways that one—showing the children the way to Narnia when the come into it from our world, and showing them the way back when they need to leave. At the end of the adventure, it’s the lamppost which leads the way home for the children, triggering their memories of their old lives in England.
The lamppost is an object that isn’t quite Narnian and isn’t quite a part of the “real world.” Narnia is pseudo-medieval, so the lamppost is anachronistic. But the Pevensies’ come from the England of the 1940’s, and the lamppost is outdated by 1940’s standards—it has a flame burning in it rather than an electric bulb. It exists out of time and place, which is why it so efficiently signals to the children (and later, to the queens and kings) that something is off.
If all these things didn’t make it important enough, the lamppost also causes Edmund to slip up and prove to Peter and Susan that he lied about his first trip to Narnia—the fact that he knows which way to go to find it proves he has been there before. Yup; this lamppost sheds light on pretty much everything…including lies. (http://narnia.wikia.com/wiki/Lamp-post)
*C.S. Lewis wrote the Chronicles of Narnia as an allegory for Christianity. The lamppost, in that way, is supposed to represent the Light of Heaven/God. It serves as a guiding light for the children, always bringing them back to Narnia, the kingdom of Heaven. (https://www.quora.com/What-does-the-lamp-post-in-the-Chronicles-of-Narnia-symbolize)
*Photo courtesy of Wattpad link https://my.w.tt/UiNb/8lN8ZMZxQI