Old Friend

 

27 May 2019

“Old Friend”

We have been through … life,
Lifted me when low,
Leveled me when high,
Bound me to my wife,
Calmed every fear,
Support through each why,
Hope for any despair,
Joy for life’s sorrow,
Comfort for each tear,
Peace for tomorrow,
Vision for each year.

Your familiar smell,
Comfort of known touch,
Peace from spoken words,
Challenged from your truth,
Focus when you open,
High standards bring growth,
Faithful are your wounds,
A true friend always,
Other bound friends around,
Thankful for them too,
But your love and grace
Outshine among them!

 

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© Joshua Curtis, 2019

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Trusting

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Homily Series | Installment 2 | “Home”

Holy Scriptures for 26 May 2019

  • Acts 16.9-15
  • Psalm 67
  • Revelation 21.10, 22-22.5
  • John 14.23-29

 


 

In the Gospel reading this week, we see in John 14.23 – “Jesus answered and said to him, ‘If anyone loves Me, he will keep My word; and My Father will love him, and We will come to him and make Our home with him.'”

This is indeed the beauty of the Gospel of Jesus Christ. It is, always and at all times, for all people. No matter where you live, your culture, age, gender, etc., Jesus can come and set you free and bring you into his family. He will clean you up and invite you to his table! We see the truth that it’s for all people in the Psalm reading. 67.2-4,

That Your way may be known on earth, Your salvation among all nations. Let the peoples praise You, O God; Let all the peoples praise You. Oh, let the nations be glad and sing for joy! For You shall judge the people righteously, And govern the nations on earth.” 

Believers, we need to pay attention to the promptings of the Spirit as he leads us. Like we see in the Acts reading, there are times when the Spirit of Christ will tell us no. However, he will tell us where to go from that point. We need to be open to his promptings and also understand that it may not be what we thought. Paul had a vision of a man calling for his help, but when they arrived, who did he help? Lydia.

 

 

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If you do not follow Christ at this point, I encourage you to give it some thought. Will you be like Lydia? Will you have a heart to hear and see God which God will bless? Or will you push the truth away? Jesus loves you! He loves you so much that he literally died to bring you forgiveness and peace and resurrected to give you life in all abundance.

God has always had his eyes upon the whole world. He has always wanted to redeem every and all peoples. How will you respond to his call today? Feeling lost? You can be at home with him!

At the end of time as we are confined to it now, we see him bringing this already true reality in our world! We will dwell together with him. He will be our God and we will be his people.

As Jesus said, he will come with his Father and make their home in us. This is one of the “already and not yet” truths of Christianity. For example, this is absolutely true in my life, right now, but does it feel like it? Not always! How do I know it’s true? Because I can trust the one who says it! In addition, I do see evidence of it as time passes. However, this will be fully consummated and fully known at the end of – beginning of – time.

In Jesus Christ, we are … home!

Blessings.

© Joshua Curtis, 2019

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I.C.E. | Installment #1

Thank you for reading this first installment of I.C.E. (Inspiring, Challenging & Encouraging) where I simply share quotes from things that I have engaged with from this past week that struck my attention. No commentary or explanations of any kind. If you wish to know why something made it on the list, please feel free to engage in the comments or send me an email. Blessings!

 


 


 

From: The Great Divorce, C.S. Lewis

There is but one good; that is God. Everything else is good when it looks to Him and bad when it turns from Him. And the higher and mightier it is a natural order, the more demoniac it will be if it rebels. It’s not out of bad mice or bad fleas you make demons, but out of bad archangels. The false religion of lust is baser than the false religion of mother-love or patriotism or art: but lust is less likely to be made into a religion. (pg. 106)

 

Every beast and bird that came near her had its place in her love. In her they became themselves. And now the abundance of life she has in Christ from the Father flows over into them.’ I looked at my Teacher in amazement. ‘Yes,’ he said. ‘It is like when you throw a stone into a pool, and the concentric waves spread out further and further. Who knows where it will end? Redeemed humanity is still young, it has hardly come to its full strength. But already there was joy enough in the little finger of a great saint such as yonder lady to waken all the dead things of the universe into life. (pg. 120)

 


 

From: “Distorted Reality” by Dr. Suchie

Men, they don’t love the way they’re meant to

 

 


 

From: “That Would Be Enough”, from the Hamilton Soundtrack

Alexander: ‘Will you relish being a poor man’s wife, unable to provide for your life?’

Eliza: ‘I relish being your wife.’

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7-Word Story | Fatty Chronicles

Outline of my morning/workday!


Tired.

Can’t do today.

Snickers bag!

YES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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7-Word Story | Laughter

Joke delivered. Cackling. New stains seen. Success!

 

 

Have a blessed Friday! 

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“Ms. Luna”

22 May 2019

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“Ms. Luna”

Solidly smooth
Liquid ice
As you adorn the night sky
With your silky
Shimmering, dazzling,
Silvery gown
Your beauty, wondrous woman,
Arrests the breath
From men’s lungs
For each dazzle
Eyes captured – hung –
As the stars gaze upon you

 

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For me, often you have been
A comfort in the dark; when lost
Ease the pain and plight,
Strength in the fight;
Guidance in flight
As my life twisted and turned;
Shambles – smokey and burned –
Heart so knotted, and,
Stuck in my throat,
Words couldn’t pass
No matter how well plotted

 

Tears filled every crevasse,
Anointing my beard like Aaron’s oil
Emotions boil
Life foils

 

My baby girl. Why?!
Is she going to be alright?!
Was she…? How did this…?
Her, in … …

words fumble
chocked up … …

no ! … …

I … … can’t breathe,
Babe, I’ll hold you! …
Hold me … This doesn’t make any …

cence!

I try to work through
The – pain – so – deep
Still working both jobs

 

After the night job –
I know my wife needs me, but
I just need time –
I drive back to the first
Sitting in a dark parking lot
A mermaid looks down upon me
Sitting on the hood of the car,
World upside down,
Tears stream relentlessly,
I look up

 

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Ms. Luna, shining so bright,
How can this beauty exist
As I persist in this muck and mire
I am reminded of past Sukkots
Community strong as your soft glow
Blows through each lattice hole

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Weeks later, lying on an unfamiliar floor,
At the feet of my children – fast asleep –
Soul’s so heavy I can barely breathe,
I  –  can’t  –  sleep
I pray and I pray
Yearning for comfort
Then you peak, epic-ally,
Through the slit in the blinds –
Mind – for a moment – unwinds.
We serve the same Master
I see the light you reflect
As you bring comfort

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So many other times you have been there
In my lowest points … …

Father, thank you for your gifts.
Ms. Luna, thank you for your beauty
That has turned my tides …

 

© Joshua Curtis, 2019

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Derailed; I blame YOU!

I had plans for today. Oh yes indeed!

I was going to do a piece of satire; a tongue-in-cheek post touching the fringes of abortion. I know, I am going to get everyone stirred up in their feels on a Wednesday morning – at least where I live that’s what it is.

I also realize that I am a man, and I am not supposed to have an opinion on that topic … well it turns out that I do have some thoughts about it. As with any other topic, I am certainly open to having a robust – and respectful – conversation about it. But, I also know many of you are probably thinking …

But it doesn’t matter anyway! You see, my plans were derailed – by you!

And you can be sure, it was a collaborative effort! However, it was our blogging buddy Ms. Suchie who decided to push me over the edge with her interaction of yesterday’s post, last night!

I get a notification last night from good-ol-Wordpress and this is what I see!

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The audacity!

Okay, but seriously, I was not expecting to see this. You all are wonderful! I know that I do hold some thoughts and beliefs that I share here that certainly may not be popular among the general populous. Like all of us, I am trying to figure out how to stand for what’s right, in a way that is articulate and creative. I appreciate all of the support that you all have given along the way.

I have been very blessed with many of the interactions on here and you have brought creativity that I didn’t even know was there! I certainly look forward to the next 500 – and beyond!

May we all continue to grow in creativity and expression as we share our love of words!

Thank you for thwarting my plans today and blessings to you all!
© Joshua Curtis, 2019

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W.P. | Installment 1 | “Lost”

This first writing prompt I got from here.

~~ 10. Write about a time you were lost. ~~

 

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  • Lost. Life’s whirlwind blowing the waves. Tossed. I have mostly felt this way; out of place; no where to fit. The older I became, the worse it got. Racism made everything worse. I didn’t feel like I fit in my family – always uncomfortable. Felt like I was a burden. My life for them? What’s the cost? Hung out with mostly black people in school, but was never one of them either. Barriers broke down and crossed. Yet, I was the bridge – wonderful purpose; trampled underfoot. Where do I fit?!  Who are my people? What’s my identity?                … Lost …

 

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  • A little shorty, summer evening and I was outside playing hard. Running around the yard, the alley and the back streets. I slip into the kitchen for a drink. I hear my … a family member … on the phone. Telling a joke; whispering; hiding the words from my inquisitive mind. I can’t let that slide! I press and ply. They give in, but tell me not to repeat. “What do you call a black person when they become an angel in Heaven? A bat!” Hurt, confused; this is funny? … I walk away and went back outside, to play with my … “batty” … friends. ? This is a step down from the poor white kids I play with? Didn’t know categories existed…

 

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  • Another summer day, a year or two away. A visiting aunt from a far way, walking away from the house to depart for the day, smiling from ear to ear; joyous, happy to see us. Began to speak to me – the youngest of the family – “You should come and visit me at my house…” A pause for a specific cause. Bent down with mouth by ear and I heard the sound. “…so we can get away from all these Black people!” Not breaking her smile as she erects herself. What did she say? I remember, the thought, ‘why would I want to do that?’ This was not okay! More splinters of confusion into my brain – more membranes fray.

 

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  • With my closest friends. The everyday homies. They got my back! Sitting around laughing – joneing and slammin’. Like usual, I know it’s coming. The white joke is on the horizon, but not towards me. Instead, why do white people … what’s up with white people … yo, this white girl … but every time before delivery occurs, they turn to me, still laughing, “Hey, don’t be offended” or after it was said “Sorry bro.” Constantly, with good intentions, reminding me I don’t fit it. That I’m on the exterior; the outskirts of unison. Unbreachable division with my closest dudes. Lost

 

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  • “Let’s go hoop at the park.” I reply, “You know that’s right!” Strolling through the streets, walking down the middle; we own this! Knuckled headed fool. Emotionally on a precipice; edge of the cliff. Get to the elementary school, hooping at the park. Blacktop blazin’, smelling the burning of trees; catching that high whiff. Trying to fit in, but uncomfortable and stiff. Then, “Yo, hit this spliff!” I reply, “No, I’m good.” “Come on, don’t be a b****!” “Nah, I’m good.” From across the way … “What’s up with this White Boy?!” Approaching me, sizing me up. My guy intervenes, “It’s cool, he’s with me.” “F*** that, get this white boy outta here!” “I said he’s cool!”  Disengaged the rage of this fool; at least for the moment. Lost – but grateful for my guy sticking up. Targeted and disrespected, but I gave them that jay! My boy was crossing them up. Couldn’t stop us!

 

 

Please feel free to share your thoughts. Also, if you have a writing prompt you want to share for me to take on next week, let me know!

 

© Joshua Curtis, 2019

 

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“The Gathering Clouds”

To catch up from yesterday’s post, this is a poem I first published here on 9/3/2015. There still may be some truth to this! 

 

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November 19, 2009

“The Gathering Clouds”

Off in the distance, with great persistence, a gathering sets in –
At the brink of our shore, ever present the more, upon our horizon –
A gathering of fierce and tenacious clouds,
Armed with deeply deluging waters,
Masterful lighting and explosive thunder.
This storm is sweeping and leaping upon us,
At an alarming rate.
Our nation dancing on the cliff of destruction –
Foolishly tip-toeing the edge without caution,
Thinking it both wise and fun –
Mocking and laughing in the face of God; not heeding conviction.
This storm is coming first to draw a line in the sand;
A line betwixt the house and the portico of the Almighty!

© Joshua Curtis, 2019

 

 

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