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We live much of life amid unique choices. Joy is anchored in The One beyond our life.
"Failures, repeated failures, are finger posts on the road to achievement.
One fails forward toward success."

C. S. Lewis


"I believe in Christianity as I believe that the sun has risen:
not only because I see it,
but because by it I see everything else."

C. S. Lewis




I have come home at last!
This is my real country!
I belong here.
This is the land
I have been looking for all my life,
though I never knew it till now...
Come further up, come further in!

― C.S. Lewis, The Last Battle
https://www.goodreads.com/work/quotes/1059917-the-last-battle


“The Road goes ever on and on
Down from the door where it began.
Now far ahead the Road has gone,
And I must follow, if I can,
Pursuing it with eager feet,
Until it joins some larger way
Where many paths and errands meet.
And whither then? I cannot say.”


J.R.R. Tolkien, The Fellowship of the Ring


“All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given us.”

J.R.R. Tolkien




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July 30, 2021 at 11:56pm
July 30, 2021 at 11:56pm
#1014778
The days of life are filled with change,
that often cause us grief.
The blessedness of Hope seems strange
to those without relief.

We grope for light, that we may see.
We strain to comfort hear.
The blessedness of hope can free,
unbinding us from fear.

The fiends of life may trample hearts,
and tempt us to despair.
The blessedness of Hope restarts
our strength in ev'ry care.

The days of life seem very long
to humans in their youth.
The blessedness of Hope brings Song
as daily we learn Truth.

The days of life seem meager, naught
as aging days grow wan.
The blessedness of Hope is taught
to see the Lasting Plan.

"Or e'er the silver cord be loosed,...
fear God, and Him obey." (Ecclesiates 12:6a & 13b, KJV)
The blessedness of Hope infused
we'll share th'Eternal Day.

And when we see with ever eyes
this life will true reflect
His blessedness and Hope will rise
in white robes all bedecked.


by Jay O’Toole
on July 30th, 2021


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July 29, 2021 at 10:09pm
July 29, 2021 at 10:09pm
#1014733
Up they fly beyond the blue
as red, and stretched, and full of flames.
Up they fly in colors, all,
while we are here.

Up they fly on wings of wind
never guided by selfish means.
Up they fly, unseen the hands,
that lead to parts unknown.

Up they fly, the feet earthbound
have hearts made light by bliss.
Up they fly, ecstatic faces
hidden from viewing eyes.

Up they fly beyond the blue,
refreshed by silent vistas seen.
Up they fly, floaters and standers,
immortalized in verse.


by Jay O’Toole
on July 29th, 2021


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July 28, 2021 at 2:57pm
July 28, 2021 at 2:57pm
#1014674
The beams glow bright on the roads she must drive.
Not a streetlight to be seen.
The darkness has got me praying
o'er this princess from my genes.

The wind is howling. Through this rainstorm she must drive.
Couldn’t keep her young, heaven knows I’ve tried.
Don’t let her know, don’t let her see.
Be the strong Dad you always have to be.
Conceal, congeal, don’t let her grow.
Well, now she’s grown.

Let her go, let her go.
Can’t hold her back anymore.
Let her go, let her go.
Turn and cry, but gentle the door.
I must care what she’s going to say.
Let her grow and grow
for Christ is the Lord of her every way.

It’s funny how some distance makes her childhood seem so small.
And the fears that once were so large are dwarfed by fears so tall.
It’s time to see what you can do.
To test the limits, and break through.
There’s right, there’s wrong, there’s rules for thee
You’re free.

Let her go, let her go
You’ll be true to the Lord Above.
Let her go, let her go.
Your Joy is in His Love.
In Him stand, and in Him stay.
Let this life march on.

Your power comes from Christ, and in Him to abound.
Your soul is filling with Him in His Glory all around.
And one thought bubbles up like freedom’s truest blast.
You’re never going back, your sin is in the past.

Let her go, let her go.
She’ll rise like the risen Lord.
Let her go, let her go.
She’s perfect in His Word.
Here she’ll stand in the Light of Day.
Let her grow and grow
for Christ is the Lord of her every way.



by Jay O’Toole for my daughter, Jade Amber Jewel
on the advent of her first real driver's license.
on July 28th, 2021
This poem was written on July 22, 2021.
It is a reworking of the song, "Let It Go"
from Disney's movie, Frozen.

https://ohmy.disney.com/music/2013/11/25/let-it-go-lyrics/
These are the original lyrics to the song, which I reworked.

It should be considered legal under the parody rule,
but it is not intended as a farce by any stretch of the imagination.
Use the melody of the song as a guide when you read my version of the concept.
She passed her driver’s test, today, with flying colors.


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July 26, 2021 at 11:53pm
July 26, 2021 at 11:53pm
#1014473
Through the muck and through the mire,
we travel in our days.
Through the floods and testing fire,
we learn to God obey.

Through is blocked at times by hoops,
that we misjudged some way.
Through, we can't, when rules in groups
deny our forward play.

Through, we go, when the road is paved.
Through, the hoped-for success.
Through completes, and life is saved.
Through means, "done and blest."


by Jay O’Toole
on July 26th, 2021


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July 23, 2021 at 4:25pm
July 23, 2021 at 4:25pm
#1014197
That which is good has value enough
to last through our days, and to last in His Day.
That which is good is not just earthly fluff,
but solid as following Christ to obey.

That which is good, that our Lord's Own dear Smile
for joyful is He through our days and forever.
That which is good, will remain for awhile
in the Blessings of God, not humans so clever.

That which is good is good evermore
explore all the goodness, that God doth provide.
That which is good has great blessings in store
with joy in the finding. We never need to hide.


by Jay O’Toole
on July 23rd, 2021


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July 22, 2021 at 4:44pm
July 22, 2021 at 4:44pm
#1014145
making home betimes
through the yard and to my door
am I welcome there?


by Jay O’Toole
on July 22nd, 2021


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July 21, 2021 at 10:08pm
July 21, 2021 at 10:08pm
#1014096
How do I write when the well is so dry?
I toss in some water the pump yet to prime.
I wrestle with words, and finally, I cry,
then verses they come, though quite over time.

The well is so dry. I wonder the cause.
Do I just need sleep or a new way to see?
I hope I'm not fickle and needing applause.

It's time to tuck in and call it a day.
I'll have more great words to put in my blog
when I give myself grace, and my body obey,
and then in my dreams, my own thoughts soon will jog.

Dreams
wander.
Soon they'll be
better, again.
With my body's rest,
new day will be so blest.
Thank You, Lord, for this great day!


by Jay O’Toole
on July 21st, 2021


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July 20, 2021 at 3:17pm
July 20, 2021 at 3:17pm
#1013999
Temporal life is soon to fade.
Earthly days know work and rest.
Gifts to God are Truth obeyed.

Working, eating, sleeping, played
seems a song, that's daily blest.
Temporal life is soon to fade.

Singing, serving, prayers inlaid,
victory o'er the final test.
Gifts to God are Truth obeyed.

Simple pleasures, meager made,
massive thoughts at times they wrest.
Temporal life is soon to fade.

Worship sweat, so tearful weighed.
Risen hopes o'er fallen crest.
Gifts to God are Truth obeyed.

Lasting Bliss I would not trade.
Trusting Christ is always best.
Temporal life is soon to fade.
Gifts to God are Truth obeyed.


by Jay O’Toole
on July 20th, 2021


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July 19, 2021 at 12:36pm
July 19, 2021 at 12:36pm
#1013938
purple bunch of flow'rs
butterflies and hummingbirds
sweet and blest for all


by Jay O’Toole
on July 19th, 2021


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July 16, 2021 at 5:13pm
July 16, 2021 at 5:13pm
#1013767
sun and rain reside
days of heat, humidity
trees spread arms to care


by Jay O’Toole
on July 16th, 2021


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