Living Memory
The sculpture was formed
Over fifteen years
Searing sun
Dust clogging nostrils
Bitter Spain winters
Snow cold fingers
An artist's hand
of paper sketches
turned into stone,
From an apartment
packed layered living
year by year
he travelled to the hills
and the house emerged
laboured into
existence,
beams bracing strong,
walls thickly blocked
staircase triumphantly leading
to second floor bedrooms
now holding memories of family,
And a BBQ shed for a king.
And spinning prior in time
Another artist
Who spun galaxies
wove atom by atom
an earth creation,
knowing us
Before we do,
This designer, God
had readied His
miracle
for the house builder.
Before doctors, family, friends
God knew,
Before the house creation
was the God who
holds all things together,
And then the builder
was gripped in cancer’s claws
A brain strangling mass
Oppression impending
Operation preparing,
Percentage chances murmured,
In desperation's hope
a whisper of insistence
from a loving wife,
trying in faith
to build trust
to ask God
for something.
And man not yet a builder
travelled a journey of faith
the cave of Lourdes bound
and the Jesus
who touched blind to sight,
lame to walking, diseased to wholeness
the Carpenter of reconstructing life
the Relationship builder
as Son of God, Son of Man
Turned the Miracle,
Not to the surprise
of the doctors
Who asked, "Where
have you been?"
Before
revealing the change.
Cancer gone!
No operation needed.
Thirty five years older
the house now
with inbuilt stature,
celebrating life
a daughter's marriage
a families journey,
Friends and family from
Spain, New Zealand
and many other nations
gathered to enjoy this life.
And the reminder
of all these memories
love in pain
struggles and tears
hopes and fears,
is embedded in the stone
a sculpture to remind
us all of the glory of God.
Starting Thoughts:
This spoken-word poem comes from a family wedding that we attended in Spain. The father of the bride had this encounter of miraculous healing from a his own personal history of a place of non- belief. As he built his new home on the hills over fifteen years, he crafted a statue celebrating the Cave of Lourdes and placed it over the doorway to remind himself of the miracle that had happened. A great story to hear!
Poem Topic Tags: #builder, #cancer, #creation, #designer, #faith, #healing, #miracles, #operation, #wedding
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Over fifteen years
Searing sun
Dust clogging nostrils
Bitter Spain winters
Snow cold fingers
An artist's hand
of paper sketches
turned into stone,
From an apartment
packed layered living
year by year
he travelled to the hills
and the house emerged
laboured into
existence,
beams bracing strong,
walls thickly blocked
staircase triumphantly leading
to second floor bedrooms
now holding memories of family,
And a BBQ shed for a king.
And spinning prior in time
Another artist
Who spun galaxies
wove atom by atom
an earth creation,
knowing us
Before we do,
This designer, God
had readied His
miracle
for the house builder.
Before doctors, family, friends
God knew,
Before the house creation
was the God who
holds all things together,
And then the builder
was gripped in cancer’s claws
A brain strangling mass
Oppression impending
Operation preparing,
Percentage chances murmured,
In desperation's hope
a whisper of insistence
from a loving wife,
trying in faith
to build trust
to ask God
for something.
And man not yet a builder
travelled a journey of faith
the cave of Lourdes bound
and the Jesus
who touched blind to sight,
lame to walking, diseased to wholeness
the Carpenter of reconstructing life
the Relationship builder
as Son of God, Son of Man
Turned the Miracle,
Not to the surprise
of the doctors
Who asked, "Where
have you been?"
Before
revealing the change.
Cancer gone!
No operation needed.
Thirty five years older
the house now
with inbuilt stature,
celebrating life
a daughter's marriage
a families journey,
Friends and family from
Spain, New Zealand
and many other nations
gathered to enjoy this life.
And the reminder
of all these memories
love in pain
struggles and tears
hopes and fears,
is embedded in the stone
a sculpture to remind
us all of the glory of God.
Starting Thoughts:
This spoken-word poem comes from a family wedding that we attended in Spain. The father of the bride had this encounter of miraculous healing from a his own personal history of a place of non- belief. As he built his new home on the hills over fifteen years, he crafted a statue celebrating the Cave of Lourdes and placed it over the doorway to remind himself of the miracle that had happened. A great story to hear!
Poem Topic Tags: #builder, #cancer, #creation, #designer, #faith, #healing, #miracles, #operation, #wedding
Posting Tags: #artist, #creativewriting, #edapp, #edchat, #edtech, #elearning, #GlobalEd, #god, #instawrite, #jesus, #lrnchat, #mlearning, #poems, #poetry, #poetrycommunity, #poetryinmotion, #poetryisnotdead, #poetsofinstagram, #schools, #spilledink, #spokenword, #teaching, #TT, #typewriter, #videos, #wordsmith, #writing, #writinglife
