Banquet for the Beast

[written by C.L. I remember when he gave me this poem. I was in a bad depression, very confused about what was happening. It was before I was diagnosed with anything, before the psychiatrists, the medications and the psych ward. When I was living in an emotional darkness, I had a friend that understood what I was going through. I've still got the original handwitten poem that he gave me about seven years ago.

C.L... my favourite line..."the wounds will be healed" I'm counting on it, brother. But you're right about one thing...the pain still remains...for now.


Depression
Encourages
Apathy
Towards
Holiness

...and the Lion prowls
He smells the fear and awaits the chance to devour
...and the Wolf howls
Though he is clothed in wool his teeth are just as sharp

He hungers for the blood
tearing though the flesh
dissecting his prey
the insides spilling out,
seeing the sun

...he knows...
...he knows...

There is no quarry here
the blood has already flowed
and he has lost his feast
his appetite for destruction wanes...

The pain, oh the pain
It remains
for now
But the wounds will be healed
And perservering...
Pressing onwards toward the goal
The joy will return again

copywrite 2000 C.L.

When tomorrow starts without me

(This poem was published in the Camrose Booster on Jan 2,2007. The poem was dedicated to Wes Howery who passed away on December 31, 2005. Written by Betty. I read it and imagined Paul reading the same words to me.)

When tomorrow starts without me and I'm not there to see
If the sun should rise and find your eyes all filled with tears for me
I wish so much that you wouldn't cry the way you did today
While thinking of the many things we didn't get to say
I know how much you love me, as much as I love you
And each time you think of me, I know I'll miss you too
But when tomorrow starts without me, please try to understand
That an angel came and called my name and took me by the hand
And said my place was ready in heaven far above
And that I'd have to leave behind all those I dearly love
But as I turned to walk away, a tear fell from my eye
For all my life, I'd always thought, I didn't want to die
I had so much to live for and so much yet to do
It seemed almost impossible that I was leaving you
I thought of all the yesterdays, the good ones and the bad
I thought of all the love we shared and all the fun we had
If I could relive yesterday, I thought, for just a while
I'd say good-bye and kiss you and maybe see you smile
But then I fully realized that this could never be
Or emptiness and memories would take the place of me
So when tomorrow starts without me don't think we're far apart
For everytime you think of me I'm right here in your heart

"MIracle on 34 St." (favourite quotes)

Favourite quotes from my favourite Christmas movie "Miracle on 34 St."



"I don't think it matters where the toys are sold as long as it makes the children happy."

"Any store that puts the parent ahead of the almighty buck deserves my business."

"If Coles doesn't have what you're looking for, we'll find it for you, even if means sending you somewhere else."

"If we don't have it, we'll find it for you."

"There's a very long line of customers, and they do come first."

"Just because every child doesn't get his or her wish doesn't meant there is not a Santa Clause."

" If you can't accept anything on faith they you're doomed to a life dominated by doubt."

"We've spent millions telling people that we are the store that cares. Well, what is it that we care about? Profit? Ourselves? Our jobs?"

"I would ask the court to judge which is worse - a lie that draws a smile, or a truth that draws a tear."

"It's all about money, isn't it?"

Shattered

(This poem was written about 6 yrs. ago by a good friend. It is my favourite work of art because it's so real and so what I've experienced. But he didn't write it with me in mind. This was his story too. I pray that God has taken my friend to great places of love, joy, learning and adventure. I thank God for the short time I had to enjoy his company, wisdom and friendship.

C.L. your poetry will always be my favourite.)

Reflective
A mirror reflects only that which I desire to see
for others too
But where shall I hide?
Am I safe?
Free?

It is when I am disguised
able to do in secret
no one knowing
caring to know?
Hiding behind "I'm doing fine"
Insincere handshakes, hugs and smiles
Always knowing that the truth will not be revealed
CANNOT BE REVEALED!

But what about when someone dares
to peal away the silver paint
boldly crossing the caution line
traversing the miry depths of my reality?
Is it then the isolation ends
the loneliness fades to black?
The drapes have been thrown back
the veil has been torn
the clever disguise revealed
even to my own eyes

And there I stand
behind a pane of glass
transparent
accountable
alone
the fragile mirror broken
the isolation shattered
when held before my soul
The veneers I have so elaborately created
woven into a thousand tales
look good to the naked eye

...but the naked Truth will never lie
copywrite 2000 C.L.

Psalm 90:8 "You have set our iniquities before you , our secret sins in the light of you presence."

John 14:6 "Jesus answered, 'I am the way, and the truth and the life. No one comes to the Father except though me.'"

John 8:32 "Then you will know the truth and the truth will set you free."

To this end

(written by Grethe Voigt on the birth of her second daughter)

God's greatest work of art
Has come to bless our home;
In our auburn-haired Ruby, 8 lb. 4 oz.
Already she's half grown.

'Twas on March 29th
At 9:34 at night;
When our loving blue-eyed doll
Was anxious to see the light.

Ruby means contentment.
Her father named her well
For this she is when fed and dry.
Will she always be so swell?

Our Jennifer - now nigh 2 1/2,
Is thrilled as she can be.
When Ruby cries, her tears flow too,
In heartfelt sympathy.

We pray the precious baby
God has placed within our care,
Will grow up to love and serve Him.
To this end we request your prayer

copywrite 1968 Grethe Voigt

(Thank you, Mom for your words of blessing and your prayers.)