Gift of Silence

To truly enjoy nature is to experience absolute tranquility.

One cannot notice the tiny ant exploring the leaf of the vine

as it aggressively assaults the husk of the tree in its everlasting

quest for absolute light and warmth from the morning sun.

True silence is a requirement for space in our brains to breathe;

creativity ne’er comes from bedlam, nor travail, nor revelry.

Our creativity needs the quietude of space to allow the whispers

of God to enter our hearts, allowing us His voice to lead.

 

Silence forces us to slow down. . .

allowing love to replace all doubts

that creep into our lives each waking day.

This is God’s Love that wraps us

in a warmth so enriching that we

are excited to share the love and nurture

we have been blessed to receive

in our silent times.

 

©Russell Kendall Carter, BA. MAT. Dlitt.

o how I shine

the sun glows in the morning

glistening through the floral

highlights of the garden’s colors

 

o how I shine because of God’s

glory and what flowers mean to mankind

the congregation and diversification

of colors are the peoples

of God’s world

 

o how I shine

knowing I am one of the

multitude of God’s children in the world

 

©Russell Kendall Carter, BA. MAT. Dlitt.

Walking Barefoot in the Grass

I smell the hint of the whispering breeze

moving each blade of grass.

I watch a small black ant struggle

with a giant treasure found

in the depths of who knows where.

I wonder at the beauty of the speckled red

ladybug nibbling her way up one blade

and down the next.

How can I possibly interrupt this symphony

by walking barefoot in the grass?

 

©Russell Kendall Carter, BA. MAT. Dlitt.

 

What is Good?

Let us open our eyes to our surroundings.

We are not alone; to live a life of beauty,

accepting their needs as ours.

This is Love!

The more we open our eyes to our surroundings,    

we are filled with the glory of nature;

we are filled with questions that after years

gives rise to wisdom; wisdom that only comes

from our God of Love.

We open our eye to our wonderful surroundings

and see the glory of God’s beautiful creation;

we try to help our struggling neighbors;

we search for answers to questions that seem

unanswerable, but prayer and hard work

brings community together in God’s Love.

This is What is Good!

                                                                               

©Russell Kendall Carter, BA. MAT. Dlitt.

 

Children

God’s bountiful gift of everlasting Love.

a gift of joy, watching them grow and mature.

A gift of trepidation, urging them to leave the nest,

be on their own, make a new life, create their own family.

Begin the circle of life and Love of God anew.

 

©Russell Kendall Carter, BA. MAT. Dlitt.

 

Our One Body

I come alive each day in the morning sun. . .

realizing I am incomplete as I stand naked

after my shower, cleansing my body

for new adventures.

I leave my humble hovel to join humanity. . .

completing the purpose I am to fill, completing

the body that God created me to serve.

We are each separate parts of the body,

needed to join together to be whole. . .

to be productive. . . to be one – one pure body.

To be the complete body God created. . .

to be the perfect Adam. . . to be the perfect Eve.

Yes, and to be the perfect gender person you may be!

We do this together as one body, joined together

in God’s world. We are one perfect body – God’s

 

©Russell Kendall Carter, BA. MAT. Dlitt.

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Patience

It takes patience to live a life surrounded by those you truly love. We must truly give ourselves a lifetime to carry out this very difficult task. Unfortunately, our loved ones are not as patient with us as God is, so we have to do the difficult task of change by ourselves.

Point of order: Keeping one’s mouth shut and enjoying the discussion. Last week, I enjoyed an outing with my family at a local restaurant. We had a glorious time, a really fun time. My brother-in-law is visiting us for his much too old reunion at his university and he is sharing his upcoming fifty-fifth festivities with my daughter who is hosting her old roomies for her thirtieth college reunion. Holy cow, am I that old???

I listened! I took part as much as earthly possible for someone who never had the chance to go to college as they did. Believe me! It took a lot of patience. Jealousy, yes. I repeat: Jealousy, yes. You see, I was one of those kids that wasn’t lucky enough, or smart enough, or, well, you pick the adjective, to experience the four-year college experience. I experienced college the night school way. I am very, very jealous!!!!

You know, working all day, then going to class at night, then coming home and studying ‘til midnight routine. I returned home happy but depressed, knowing that I missed an experience that I could never share with anyone. On the positive side, I did continue my schooling and retired and as a college professor – proudly guiding those young men and women, struggling as I did, while working and going to school.

A very short time ago, I struck out at those I loved in frustration at times like these, but God has struggled with me and taught me patience. The love of family, the strength and security of the relationship and love of the fifty-seven years of marriage I have had with my loving wife have taught me that patience is vital in life. As is Love. I still struggle with jealousy and patience, but I am a work in progress, I pray. . .

Day Dreamer

Hot summer sun baking our brows. . .

black-winged hoppers snapping knee high

as we walked the dusty roads. . .

 

yellow jackets massed around

hidden blackberry bushes.

Oh, those wonderful summer days of yore!

 

©Russell Kendall Carter, BA. MAT. Dlitt.

The Wizard

I met the Wizard

as he floated by a tree

this morn!

I was walking my dog. . .

it wasn’t the first time

I had seen Him,

but it was the first time He spoke.

 

His language was strange. . .

almost archaic;

but I understood every word.

He spoke of brotherly Love. . .

 

©Russell Kendall Carter, BA. MAT. Dlitt.

Summer” Morn

As the morning glows on the horizon,

the tiny insect stretches its wings

from its nighttime nap;

the daylilies rise with the sun.

trees, blinded by the light,

turn their leaves to the Sun,

shyly covering their nakedness

from the passersby.

 

© Russell Kendall Carter, BA, MAT, DLitt

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