Last week’s post was my 200th!

I felt I ought to do something special to celebrate the milestone so, this week, I am taking a break from my study on the Whole Armor of God and posting a poem. 

This poem flowed out of an odd week where I felt constantly off-kilter. Nothing extreme happened: things I used to enjoy reading suddenly bothered me and others I wouldn’t have given a second thought were now a bother. I wondered why I was feeling the way I was and also whether or not I ought to be feeling as I was so spent as much time as I could in prayer and meditation. I realized it wasn’t so much a question of ought so much as familiar things and/or things I would not have thought twice about years ago, either no longer resonated with me or-as was true in some instances-were causing dissonance in me. 

The Apostle Paul speaks of “putting away childish things” (1 Corinthians 3:11) and I have never known with absolute certainty just what he meant. This has always been one of those “yes, but…” scriptures for me: if Jesus says we must be as little children but then Paul says to put away childish things…I’m confused…

I can’t go into depth in this post and so, briefly, I wonder if Paul wasn’t talking about those things we used to enjoy or at least never gave a second thought but which do not contain the life of Christ in them and now have no place in our New Creation Lives. This poem is my attempt to express how this last week has felt.

Enjoy my 201st post!

Harmony & Dissonance
A walker in two worlds am I
While I still dwell under a darkened sky
I am translated into a kingdom so high
Above all I could think or dream

Various fruits are offered to me
I need the Holy Spirit to help me see
Which fruit will bring me to the reality
Of life in His living stream

Because they all look good to my naked eye
It's only by tasting each one that I
Can tell which is truth and which filled with the lie
That brings only ruin and blight

From deep inside the He enables me
To discern which fruit comes from the Tree
of Life and brings me to harmony
With Jesus who floods me with light

Light He is and the very life in my veins
As His realm waxes this one wanes
I cannot abide what doesn't echo the strains
Of the music that flows from His heart