Michigan Shudders
Breathe the Spirit of Jack Frost
Jack Needs a Smack-Down
He hurls down his crystals of ice like crumbs; who can stand before his cold?
Year: 2013
Prescient Star
Massive Prescient Star
Harbinger of Cosmic Light
Sign of Future Peace
Shout About It:
Christmas Sonnet
SHAKING THE DUST
“Long is the way / And hard, that out of Hell leads up to Light”—John Milton, Paradise Lost
(For Tracie Pratt)
Today she celebrates the Savior’s birth,
Worships the light, in fullness yet unseen.
But errant hearts distort the light of earth.
Again they scourge the Son of Man, her King.
While season’s clamor muffles Christendom,
Impious hearts embrace the wintry frost,
The ones for whom rebirth may never come.
Then Advent passes, notwithstanding cost.
She seeks the strength to speak the boldest truth,
Then shakes the dust, withdraws and moves along.
From town to town, propitiation soothes:
The burden Jesus takes, and pain is gone.
Henceforth, she judges not and speaks in love:
His saving graces descending like a dove.
DB Lindsey Jr
25 December 2005
Shout About It:
Advent Celebration
Millennia yore
Divine unites with human
Holy Child salvo
Salvo of the heavenly host: Luke 2:1-21
Shout About It:
Signs of Home: Shiawassee Ice
Thanksgiving is upon us and I am saturated in gratitude. My path to this place is paved with the rapport and altruism of people whose love for their fellows is absolute. I was led to this diminutive Michigan city nine years ago, where I discovered a community of people who love Christ Jesus. My Blessings abound. I enjoy the warmth and cheer of a loving wife, affable friends, and the unsurpassed love of the Living Savior.
My Thanksgiving message is from Ephesians 4:32): “Be kind to one another, tenderhearted, forgiving one another, as God in Christ forgave you.” I traveled far to arrive at this place, and I believe there are many fine cities just like it. May your terrestrial destination be likewise. Home is where you find your dog, and the love of Christ Jesus. If you are a winsome traveler, you may enjoy this haiku, “Shiawassee Ice,” which I posted 4 years ago at Thanksgiving.
Carmina ad Gloriae Dei 