Wednesday, November 29, 2017

the woman and the well

A Woman and a Well

A woman and a well,
Have a story to tell.
Jesus asked for water,
From a Samaritan daughter.
She was put off,
Jesus’ intention, she did scoff,
“Here is something new,
Giving water to a Jew.”
“Why not?” Replied he,
“I could give living water to thee.”
“Sir, you have no bucket for to draw,
Do you have a twenty foot straw?”
“Well water quickly comes to an end,
With my water you never thirst again”
“Sir, do you have living water to sell?
I don’t like to come to this Well!”
“Sure, bring your husband here,
I’ll give it to you both my dear.”
“Sir, for a husband I have none,
this is why me they shun.”
“Fact is my daughter you’ve had a few,
And the one your with now isn’t married to you!”
“Sir, it is a prophet to whom I speak,
Where should I worship, which mountain peak?”
“A new day is coming my friend,
I am about to start a brand new trend,
If God you want to seek,
You need no mountain peak,
God is spirit you see,
And you have spirit inside of thee,
If God you want to seek,
Worship in spirit and truth at his feet”

JSM based on John 4



Wednesday, November 22, 2017

stay true

Stay true

From mountaintop to mountaintop,
Plot a bearing that is true.
For Neither swamp,
Nor forest,
Nor shadow,
Hold a clue.

Rev J. Scott Martin, P.E.

Sunday, August 6, 2017

The Vine

The Vine

It's spirals and searches,
For ever higher perches.
Though it is blatantly blind,
If there, the perch will find.
       JSM

Who had more hope? Me or a humble vine?


Saturday, July 29, 2017

Yard Tour

Yard Tour


I could fly afar,

Peru or Qatar,

And miss the near,

Beauty just as dear.

       JSM



Friday, July 28, 2017

Morally Illogical

Morally Illogical


I passed a month,

In the depths of despair.

That anyone should suffer so,

I judge cruelly unfair.


I passed part of today,

In a state of near euphoria.

For the return of health,

I shout hallelujah, gloria! 


How is it fair this day?

My heart should beat again.

When Cancer, hunger, cholera,

Kill children without sin?

      JSM

Thursday, July 20, 2017

Life

Life's about love.
Life's about beauty.
Life's about friends.
Life's about duty.

Tuesday, January 3, 2017

Spirit Wings

Spirit Wings

This season of my life,
Is replete with pain and strife.
tis not a struggle with men,
Nor wrestling against a besetting sin.

My own body is now my foe,
Each corporal rift lands a blow.
My own hands grasp to choke my cheer,
My own brain mocks goodness held dear.

Even so I will not despair.
Though my body be beyond repair.
I have long known it is but a tent,
Very soon its time will be spent.

There is a me much deeper inside,
Though now in ragged tent it does abide.
It Will one day soar as eagles fly,
On spirit wings that never die.

JSM 1/3/2017