december 18, 2009 jchwelch
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I got home from work after midnight. My mind was swimming with all I need to get done...so many things left undone. The things on my list that will soon have to get done.
I thought, 'Well, what did I accomplish today?' Just the small list in my little prose makes a worthwhile day.
Most of my days, and I would think most everyone's days, are spent relating. The only way we can't relate is if we cease to exist. Some think that we never cease. I don't concern myself much with that.
My day began laughing with my son and ended laughing with my daughter. In between involved good conversation with others, even the dogs, Maggie and Butter. What more can one ask for?
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Wednesday, December 9, 2009
poetry, music, art
dances through the air
here's a flick quite smart
with you I'd like to share
Pristine notes, words of praise Age-old hymns bestow God's light The dark-skinned man bellows deep Sings with all his might
Causing my heart to swell
He sings of endurance He sings of joy He sings of pain in the temporal now He sings of everlasting streets of gold
Causing my tears to roll
Well, is it true O God my Lord? Will there someday be This home of peace, of bliss, of joy A place of forever harmony?
Causing my soul to cry fervently
Surely 'tis true that all shall see Face to face and eye to eye Surely 'tis true there'll be a time All wrongs to be made right
Causing my spirit to yearn
Until that day, O God, I pray Allow my heart to stay tender My eyes to see beyond hostility And never evil for evil to render
Your boundless love, God of Life, Causing my breast to hope eternal
june 5, 2007 judithpiper
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In May, 2007, my husband and I watched a televised presentation of the dedication of the Billy Graham Library in Charlotte, North Carolina, USA. Wintley Phipps sang the hymn "Until Then" with so much joy and life and exurberance; it was thrilling to watch.
At the time I was deeply struggling with my own beliefs as far as God, the Bible, Jesus Christ, who I was, my marriage...just a lot of things. Tears rolled down my cheeks as I embraced the words coming from what I felt/feel to be a man with a giant heart of grace and love.
Regardless of one's spiritual beliefs, songs like this which bring relief and hope and joy to the soul, can help us each to continue to strive for a better day...now and in the future.
"Until Then" was a favorite of mine while in The Way. I recall when Rev. Cummins used to sing it at certain occasions.
I couldn't find a good youtube of Wintley Phipps singing "Until Then." However, this rendition of "Amazing Grace," another one of my favorites, gives a glimpse of Phipps' voice and presence.
"Did I hurt you?" You innocently inquire You fucking moron You self-centered son of a bitch Your arrogance inflates your ego Your ego inflates your dick
You opened your soul I opened mine Then, you turned
Gazing at your back I awaited With tender expectation
Unbeknownsted to me You prepared Your mockery
About faced Madness in your eyes Delight in manipulation
I stood Confused, perplexed Mixed signals
You stood erect Jerking off With heinous laughter
Jism spewed, milky clear My personal exhibitionist I watched in disgust
Your words cut deep "I'm here for you, sucker...
Lick it up, you trusting soul"
Did you hurt me? I won't grant you that power I hurt because I chose to trust A pompous ass like you
May all your days Be bathed by masturbation
january 26, 2008 judithpiper
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Well, need I say I was angry? Oh my!
In December, 2007, someone had befriended me via an online forum. After about a month of communication and me being honest and open, the other party seemed to be giving the cold shoulder. It confused me at the time. I didn't react like in the poem to the individual, and I later learned the other party was just going through a hard time; all ended up well.
Still, I like the prose....as far as giving expression to anger. The prose is graphic; and so is ab-use.
I stated elsewhere, "....I don't talk like this...and seldom think like this. There was a time I would never have let anyone see this side of me. It's kind of freeing to have an outlet for it...."
