Though the Mountains Be Shaken

Though the Mountains Be Shaken Arising from Corona Virus days. Offered by Doug Blair, Waterloo ON SPRING 2020

March 21, 2020

Has it topped off yet?

Will our norm return?

As we isolate For our friends we yearn.

And the internet Both a friend and foe.

Hope and prayers come forth While the mess they show.

We must separate Bring that risk curve down While the health care pros

Beautify our town.

And so many serve With a newfound zeal See compassion show At the check-out till.

Neighbours rally now In their heart of hearts See them wave and smile While they stay apart.

Taking This Hill March 20, 2020

It's such a mess This fix we're in

But we shall not despair For skilful minds And willing hands Are working on repair.

And we are told Refrain from crowds And wash and wash Dear child And send a note Or use the phone To uplift some beguiled.

Community takes on a twist In prayers and willing still As agencies of heart and hope Say "we will take this hill".

Eavesdropping on God March 21, 2020

I can do this all day.

As the world turns around.

Night-time dreams elevate The Dark Continent.

Busy housewife senses my touch As she wipes a teary cheek In Wisconsin.

(Baby won’t stop crying from colic.)

Store owner prays in Manchester.

Small fire and water damage To most of his next-season stock.

A robin falls from A wind-swept nest In the bush outside Timmins.

Young Jason with the game leg Hides in a driveway From those bullies Who hound him after school.

Marjorie talks to Fred in his photograph On the dresser at the old home.

I bring her warm memories Of their first summer together And the good news of baby number one.

Sarah…she grew up to be an optometrist.

Traveling to refugee camps In that Dark Continent.

I love this.

It is running as it should.

Daily I am discovered By more honest seekers.

Jesus, Son, we are doing it Wait ’til we get ’em all together.

Seems just around the corner.

A New Love

They're Singing March 17, 2020

Art by Charity Dakin

They're singing and the place Takes on new glow The web speaks doom to gobblers But we God's Source still know.

He shows us all His cycles Fixed in place The lark brings back The smile to every face And hope comes with The greening of the sod The crocus and the daffodil Expressing His fresh thought That Sun and Moon Still do their parts each day And we prove true companions As we pray.