Thursday, January 10, 2013

A poem of healing

Awakening on that December day,
 one week before the Winter solstice.

Christmas trees just up
  and lights strung together.

Four simple numbers.  12 14 12
Linked together forever...

Of bravery of the teachers..
  seeking to protect the lives of their students.

To the colors of the school.
  Pure white for the innocence of the children
  and the hope and joy that were before them.
Green for the verdant hope of renewal each spring.

Let the reds and whites and golds still twinkle in your souls.
Those crimson joys to return ever so slowly.

Within the embers of our current time,
  let a burning blaze of goodness and kindness emerge from those quiet embers.

Let us provide those extra hugs to the children and the parents that are ever needed now.

Let the memorials grow and hope be instilled again in the lives of those affected.
Of that silent row at graduations and weddings.
Of the empty generation.

Yet you, Sandy Hook,  are a community forever changed
  In a world that is forever changed as well.

Still remember to celebrate the innocence of lives of children born.
  To see them jumping for joy in the future.

To see a bonfire of hope again...
  continually igniting our world with endless 26 acts of kindness being demonstrated before mankind.

Let us change the numbers of time each day...
  Further distancing from that horrific day
  and yet drawing us ever closer day by day..
   by those memories still etched in our minds, hearts, and souls.

By Scott R. Davis

Tuesday, January 01, 2013

The Sounds of Silence

Happy New year of 2013 from the roost of Triumph.

This past year it seems has barely had enough triumph. There have been pockets of it but it has been a rough one for the East Coast with Super Storm Sandy and Sandy Hook Elementary School.

Yet out of this silence has come love for one another.

It has been a hard year at times for me as I have been having some trouble finding the exact path to follow and go along.  I at times have struggled to listen to you, Lord.  I have wanted to go the path that I have chosen.  Lord, I hope that some good may come from those ventures.

I am told that I have a lot to offer you and have many talents.

As I watched the beautiful film, "Children of a Lesser God" I discovered that silence while somewhat awkward can be golden. But what I also seem to understand now is that it has to be a place where communication and understanding can happen for us to move forward.

That is what politicians do and those who are in relationships.

And that is what God did in the very beginning of the creation.  With the spoken word, you brought the marvelous universe into being. And with your breath, you created mankind.

And during the era before you became universal to all mankind and could be seen, you spoke through the prophets and special one on ones with special men like Moses.
And you created 400 years of silence when the office of the prophets closed down and a little reorganization took place.

And then you sent angels to announce the arrival of your Son Jesus to the world.

Oh Lord, help us to hear your voice this year and listen to it and understand it.
To speak and demonstrate your love.
So that you don't go silent any more.

Happy New Year. I am back to bless this world again. For it needs it more than ever before!!!