The Exchange
How can I give, You,
The God of the universe,
My broken life?
You deserve perfection,
glorious creations of
Eden’s soil.
Alas not one is pure,
Holy in Your sight.
So You came.
You take our shattered pieces,
Wounding Your flesh
Spilling Your blood.
It is You that gives the good,
Perfect gift of wholeness.
To all the broken.
There is no hope,
No freedom
Without the exchange.
Songs resound in praise,
Humble thanksgiving
For He who is worthy.
Carolynn J. Scully ©2012
Monday, December 24, 2012
Friday, November 2, 2012
The Day Begins, A Wedding Day Poem
The Day Begins
Rejoice!
The time is now!
The day begins!
Each expectant thought
In preparation for this day,
This hour, this beginning moment
Has sprinkled its showers of,
Festive enchantment
‘Til the cup bubbling over
Has become a fountain bursting
With joyous devotion and celebration.
Eyes sparkle with longing
To see loves face.
Hearts ripple with anticipation
Of two lives becoming one.
Voices twinkle with laughter
Punctuated by the breathless
Whisper of committed promises.
A waterfall of blessings poured out:
In the discovery of like souls
Traveling in one direction,
In trusted partners
Walking side by side,
In the celebrated covenant vowed and lived
Before family and friends.
The time is now.
The day begins.
Rejoice!
Rejoice!
Rejoice!
Carolynn J. Scully©2012
Rejoice!
The time is now!
The day begins!
Each expectant thought
In preparation for this day,
This hour, this beginning moment
Has sprinkled its showers of,
Festive enchantment
‘Til the cup bubbling over
Has become a fountain bursting
With joyous devotion and celebration.
Eyes sparkle with longing
To see loves face.
Hearts ripple with anticipation
Of two lives becoming one.
Voices twinkle with laughter
Punctuated by the breathless
Whisper of committed promises.
A waterfall of blessings poured out:
In the discovery of like souls
Traveling in one direction,
In trusted partners
Walking side by side,
In the celebrated covenant vowed and lived
Before family and friends.
The time is now.
The day begins.
Rejoice!
Rejoice!
Rejoice!
Carolynn J. Scully©2012
The Face of the Giver
The Face of the Giver
A thank you named
Recognizes the sacrifice of the gift.
There is joy in the seeing.
Thankfulness is an act of choosing grace
In the place we set our vision.
It is a simple candlelight to seek the gift
In the midst of pain, or deluge of blessing.
But it is the extravagant sun to seek the giver.
The face of the One where the gift is born
Is worthy of our gaze,
Worthy of gratitude.
The Giver is the one to whom
We lift our countenance,
Amazed that generosity has flowed freely
To the undeserving.
Carolynn J. Scully ©2012
A thank you named
Recognizes the sacrifice of the gift.
There is joy in the seeing.
Thankfulness is an act of choosing grace
In the place we set our vision.
It is a simple candlelight to seek the gift
In the midst of pain, or deluge of blessing.
But it is the extravagant sun to seek the giver.
The face of the One where the gift is born
Is worthy of our gaze,
Worthy of gratitude.
The Giver is the one to whom
We lift our countenance,
Amazed that generosity has flowed freely
To the undeserving.
Carolynn J. Scully ©2012
Wednesday, July 4, 2012
Freedom's Boundaries
Freedom’s Boundaries
Freedom’s boundaries
Ordained by God
Are mine to choose.
Freedom’s boundaries
Divide good from evil
Infinite and finite.
Freedom’s boundary
Is goodness surrounding me
When I choose to live in
Self-enforced freedom.
Carolynn J. Scully
© 5 August 2011
Freedom’s boundaries
Ordained by God
Are mine to choose.
Freedom’s boundaries
Divide good from evil
Infinite and finite.
Freedom’s boundary
Is goodness surrounding me
When I choose to live in
Self-enforced freedom.
Carolynn J. Scully
© 5 August 2011
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