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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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October 14, 2020 at 11:54am
October 14, 2020 at 11:54am
#995878
1. Internal rhymes seem so sublime
when playing with our words.
Eschew the doubt laid all about
and fly with little birds.

2. To link we now the rhyming thought
taught truly with this lovely song,
we fill the day with words we say.
Play joyous for the growing throng.

3. We lift the cup to interlace the rhymings in the middle.
The lovely soul we'll ne'er efface by darkness of a riddle.
However will we fully speak to those, who need a clue?
We'll leave the crumbs, that birdies seek to trap them e'er we're through.

4. Time to search for music at the first.
Rhyme the words beginning ev'ry line.
Suffer little ones to daily come.
Tougher finding thoughts to rhyme this way.

5. Compounding the rhyme
is tougher with time,
but thyme that we pound
doth quickly confound.

6. Apocopated
exploding the pate,
since almost the rhyme
confuses the timing.

7. Amphisbaenic. What a word!
Cineabsihpma, the water's draw,
but better yet, we'll find a way
to right the plane, that's winded yaw.

8. My sight can help me rhyme enough
to finish poems alway through,
but prose-ish writers are quite tough,
whose names deflect the rhymes I Thoreau. *Wink*


by Jay O’Toole
on October 14th, 2020


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October 13, 2020 at 11:55pm
October 13, 2020 at 11:55pm
#995838
warm and humid days
balmy nights and waning light
plants going to seed


by Jay O’Toole
on October 13th, 2020


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October 12, 2020 at 11:25pm
October 12, 2020 at 11:25pm
#995757
"1 Lord, how are they increased that trouble me!
many are they that rise up against me.

2 Many there be which say of my soul,
There is no help for him in God. Selah.

3 But thou, O Lord, art a shield for me;
my glory, and the lifter up of mine head.

8 Salvation belongeth unto the Lord:
thy blessing is upon thy people. Selah.
"
(Psalm 3:1-3, 8, KJV)


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Oh, Lord, the hordes grow more and more.
Their armies tempt me, "Fear!"
They rise and stand before, before
the things, that I hold dear.

How many say of my lone soul,
"He has no help in God"!
Just wait and contemplate this gold,
and smile at Him so broad.

But You, my God, are shielding me,
my Glorious Defense.
You lift my head Your Eyes to see.
I give you reverence.

Salvation comes from God Alone.
You bless Your people, too.
I think about Your lasting Throne,
which made my hope anew.


by Jay O’Toole
on October 12th, 2020


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October 9, 2020 at 4:48pm
October 9, 2020 at 4:48pm
#995486
The future's hope is never kind
to those, who look
at earthly books
for human hearts have been born blind.
The future's hope has been restored
to those, who see
the mystery.
The saving Lord, now, is adored.


by Jay O’Toole
on October 9th, 2020


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October 8, 2020 at 11:08pm
October 8, 2020 at 11:08pm
#995422
Garlands hang,
twinkling lights revive,
crafts and Christmas mingle here.

Christmas trees,
wrapping paper, cards,
candy canes and wreaths adorn.

Storage place,
color streams about,
wondrous gifts inspiring new.

Thoughts, peaceful moments from long ago,
refreshing respite greets living, now.


by Jay O’Toole
on October 8th, 2020


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October 7, 2020 at 5:22pm
October 7, 2020 at 5:22pm
#995296
The sun shines brightly in the sky
to testify of Light.
Great Glory hath the One, Who's nigh,
the Victor over night.

The sun is but a moon, that's all,
when shining next to Christ.
The voice of Man, the faintest call
beside surpassing life.

The sun's so bright to earthly eyes,
that see a narrow band
of the spectrum, whose great lasting prize.
'Twas created by His Plan.

Throughout the universe, that's dark
shine stars, who testify
of Light, Who pierces ev'ry part
of Sin's Debt, Death, and Lie.

The darkness seems so big and bold,
surrounding lights, who shine
each candle shines, where they are told
to search for souls to find.

The sun must shine in strength as giv'n.
Each Christian lights the dark
to boldly serve the Lord while liv'in',
until we disembark.

Reprove not, ye, the sun, who serves
the Lord with dying light.
Obedience His Name deserves,
though "smoking flax" or bright.
(Matthew 12:20, KJV)

The day will come for newness rare
when "fervent heat" consumes.
The "burning" off of ev'ry care,
great Sin's most lasting tomb.
(II Peter 3:10, KJV)

The Lord, He is "consuming fire,"
the Trier of all reigns.
So bright He is, there's no light higher.
No earthly tongue complains.
(Hebrews 12:25, KJV)

The Lord has sight beyond all sight.
He sees through spectrums all
with Eyes, that scan so cunning bright,
none hide from Judgment's Call.

But Mercy sees the shadow's turn
of hearts made true to Him
by slightest heat the dross to burn
to sing from the heart a hymn.

The Light, that keeps the Dark at bay,
the Just makes Mercy sweet,
Salvation is for you, today,
your heart the Savior greet.


by Jay O’Toole
on October 7th, 2020


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October 6, 2020 at 6:34pm
October 6, 2020 at 6:34pm
#995208
Each wave of green throughout the backyard flows,
though blades are still without the slightest move.
The flow'ring blooms how silently they grow.
Each falling leaf the growing cold reproves.

The greenhouse opens arms to welcome home
the tender plants, who need a place to stay.
The pruning must begin its annual tome
of blooming canes recycled for new day.

Some pine cones litter 'round the big pine tree
as colored bottles form a glassy fence.
Mimosas in the cold are blossom-free.
Lantanas stand awaiting time to winch.

The back yard days are shorter now for play,
but silent nights must all the Lord obey.


by Jay O’Toole
on October 6th, 2020


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October 5, 2020 at 3:39pm
October 5, 2020 at 3:39pm
#995115
The coolness of this year,
the brightness of the light,
a hopefulness so clear,
a new day bless-ed quite.

A breeze is in the air
a log is in the hearth,
we'll COVID-miss the Fair,
but play at home our mirth.

To sit upon a bench
so easy in our yard,
a thirst for nature quench
the cost we can afford.

The sunset is quite grand,
the cloak of night enfolds.
The crooners with their band
attention quickly holds.

Mosquitoes carry off
these souls in reverie.
Chapeaus we all will doff,
then in the house to flee.


by Jay O’Toole
on October 5th, 2020


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October 3, 2020 at 6:29pm
October 3, 2020 at 6:29pm
#994974
Gentleness can soothe the soul.
Gentleness can make us whole.
Gentleness, the daily goal
for Self and others here.

Gentleness can give us light.
Gentleness will give us sight.
Gentleness, the way made right
to show the path, that's clear.

Gentleness, the victor's tool.
Gentleness, His Lordly Rule.
Gentleness allows no fool
to bring in caustic fear.

Gentleness, the Lamb, Who roars.
Gentleness shuts other doors.
Gentleness still pleads, implores,
"Receive the Door so dear."

Gentleness of Heart is blest.
Gentleness endures the test.
Gentleness can manifest
as Day, that lasts all year.


by Jay O’Toole
on October 3rd, 2020


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October 2, 2020 at 1:30pm
October 2, 2020 at 1:30pm
#994853
With days of awfulness and sin abroad,
we find the light is draining from the sky.
The only hope we have is placed in God,
our confidence of Hope, Who will not lie.

"My house and I are stayed upon the Lord.
His service we will fully render, yet.
" (Joshua 24:15f, KJV)
Our days of life are based upon His Word.
He cares for us, though tougher they may get.

In human strength, I have no cause to stand
for we will fail each other and ourselves,
but lately bids our Lord to trust His Plan.
He seeks our hearts and there within He delves.

The ones, He calls, are never out of reach.
The trials of life are His great tools to teach.


by Jay O’Toole
on October 2nd, 2020


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