Out In the Fields With God
The little cares that fretted me,
I lost them yesterday
Among the fields above the sea,
Among the winds that play,
Among the lowing of the herds,
The rustling of the trees,
Among the singing of the birds,
The humming of the bees.
The fears of what may come to pass,
I cast them all away
Among the clover-scented grass,
Among the new mown hay,
Among the rustling of the corn,
Where drowsy poppies nod,
Where ill thoughts die and good are born,
Out in the fields with God.
~ Louise Imogen Guiney ~
picture by Ben Orr
A Christmas Poem
Regarding the Christmas tree and its star.
by Melissa Orr 2006
A bright and shining proclamation
Waited for since the fall of creation
The shepherds at first full of freight
Then joyfully followed and found Messiah in the night
You came to us by the light of a morning star
From up on high to a world full of danger
The fate of mankind lay swaddled in a manger
Men from the East came searching for a king
Guided by a light as they were traveling
All who will see must look to the morning star
We, too, were once full of fear
Coming from afar and wanting to be near
Looking up in the heights we have found a truth to engage
It is shining on us in the night of this age
And now you are the morning star
Cut down and stripped, this dying tree
A cross for the man from Galilee
And cursed he was hanging there on Calvary
That guilty men might go free
Now blessed, that hill, where stood the tree of life
O worship Messiah! Even so gentile
No longer do we roam in exile
For we have been grafted in and die to our selfishness
That abiding in Christ we may become oaks of righteousness
Now we belong to the tree of life
Gather all, ye cedars of Lebanon
Come and see, you cypresses from Hirom
There planted by the river, ancient and true
With healing for the nations and life anew
Away, oh curse! Triumphant is the tree of life!
Scripture passages cited: Luke 2; Matthew 2; Galations 3:13; Romans 11:17-18; Isaiah 61:3, 2:13; 1 Kings 5:10; Revelation 22:1-4, 22:16
