Three Short Words

A dozen budding red roses sit

In a transparent glass vase,

Comfortably on a fireplace mantle.

His deep blue eyes catch hers,

And his knees turn weak,

And she draws in a heavy breath,

Quiet and rigid.

He whispers three short words,

His lips like a quivering bow.

His voice is just loud enough

To be heard.

I love you.

The dozen roses come full bloom

One by one.

She stares at

all she’s ever wanted

and uncovers

Her pearly white teeth

stained with coffee.

She nods in silent agreement,

His shoulders drop

And he throws his head back with laughter.

The dozen red roses will wither in time,

One by one,

Comfortably on a fireplace mantle.

Take Me To Eternity

Take me to eternity.

Chill my bones and create me, free.

Take me to eternity.

Carry me above the horizon,

across the rippling sea.

Take me to eternity.

Cross my path with the unknown,

show me the beauty.

Take me to eternity.

Saddle me with wings-

-and fly me higher than man has seen.

Take me to eternity.

Gently hand me a face to rely on,

now and forever.

Take me to eternity.

Bracing the Sun

I am unaware when I wrote this, but upon finding it, I found new meaning. Enjoy!

Quiet eyes see what quietly creepsin the midday.

Thebreaking of a yellow sun has turned grey,

Anda God is breaking forward as the night passes by.

Awhispering coolness chills my bones

Andthe yellow sun fades in and out of color.

Likea ticking noise, it switches

Backand forth

Yellowand grey

Yellowand

Grey.

Powerfuland mighty,

The God bursts through thequivering sun,

Quietand slowly speaking through its ready ears.

Asthe ever-changing sun goes down,

Anew horizon is beginning to flicker in the distance.

Howfar the distance, is not been told,

Butthe sun has gone.

Anda new has come.

-Sincerely, Me

G.K. Chesterton, Orthodoxy

G.K. Chesterton; Orthodoxy
For my Philosophy & Theology class, we were to read the chapter "Prophet of Mirth" by Philip Yancey and find a quote to write a response to.

Phillip Yancey creates so many highlight-worthy points in G.K. Chesterton: Prophet of Mirth. A difficult task to pick one, I chose from page xvii.

“Evil’s greatest triumph may be its success in portraying religion as an enemy of pleasure, when, in fact, all the things we enjoy are the inventions of a Creator who lavished them on the world.”

To understand this quote, it had been necessary to read what was written prior to it. He expands on the idea that pleasure is created by God. Christians often seem to forget a reputing argument against atheists who ask “Well what about all the bad things in this world?”

So tell me, what about all the good things in this world?

I grew up as a Lutheran. A similarity between Lutheranism and non-denominational-ism is the idea that pleasure will turn bad. For example, never had I once stopped to think enjoying money is a good thing. It is still cemented in my brain that it will be an AWFUL and despised thing in God’s eyes if I enjoy it.

What Yancey has to say is Chesterton gives an insight on the fact that  God didn’t HAVE to us pleasures. But he did. To make up for the hurt? I’m not sure. Either way, I am unsure of a world without it, and just hurt. Perhaps he gave us pleasure through hopes that we will notice God as a good God. A loving father, who grants us with gifts, and who trusts us to not abuse them.

-Alexis