A Quiz for Newlyweds

Evaluating the first year of marriage

It’s been a year since you “I do-ed”
and made your marriage bed.
And so let’s test what you’ve achieved
as veteran newlyweds.

When tempted to assert your way
and disregard the other,
did you give in or choose to serve
the wishes of your lover?

Did you carve out a time each week
to have a special date?
Did you attempt to say each day
“I love you” to your mate?

When romance bowed to life’s demands
and passion’s flame grew dim,
did you remember feelings fade
but will return again?

Did you take walks while holding hands
and stop to smell a rose?
Did you encourage talks with God
and books by which faith grows?

When stress at work refused to stay
and followed you back home,
did you confess your inner angst
or face it all alone?

When anger raised its ugly head
resulting in a fight,
did you resolve to talk it through
before you said “good night?”

Did you find unexpected ways
to celebrate your spouse?
Like secret notes or weekend trips
or tidying the house?

When income and expenses clashed,
how did you two behave?
Did you ignore the bottom line
or did you start to save?

Did you rehearse the day each night
before you fell asleep?
And did you both together pray
the Lord your souls to keep?

Well, there it is. A lovers’ quiz.
A test of what you vowed.
Are you dismayed by how you scored?
I’m hoping that you’re proud.

* this lovers’ quiz is dedicated to my daughter Allison and her husband Tim who were married a year ago this week.

When the Parent Becomes the Child

Remembering a mother’s love as she increasingly forgets

When I was but a boy of three,
my mother took good care of me.
She cooked my food and washed my clothes
and dressed me for the day.

She helped me tie my laces tight
and tucked me in my bed at night.
She put my needs ahead of hers
and never once complained.

When I fell down or lost my way,
my mom was never far away.
She recognized my helpless state
and made me feel secure.

But now my mom’s “the child” in need
who struggles daily to succeed
at little tasks that tax a mind
that frequently forgets.

She needs my help to get around
or look for things until they?re found.
And when her eyes betray her fear,
I hold her trembling hand.

At times her needs can drain me dry,
but when I start complaining why?
I think back to my childhood
and how she cared for me.

* I dedicate this poem to all who identify with the season of life in which I find myself. May God give us all the grace to face the challenges of what is to come. I especially want to honor my brother Marc. My only sibling lives in the same community as our mother and as such deals with the issues surrounding our mother’s dementia much more than I do. I am grateful for his tireless effort and often unappreciated care.

Coping with the Headlines (and the Heat)

Why this July 4th lacked its normal punch

Cruise is single. Cooper’s gay.
Andy Griffith passed away.
And in the East
a windstorm stole
both lives and property.

The news this week has been quite sad
amid the picnics that we’ve had.
Our Uncle’s birthday
lacked the punch
it tends to always have.

Instead we’re sipping lemonade
while looking desperately for shade.
The scorching heat
has sapped our strength
and left us stressed and steamed.

And so we pray for cooler days
while contemplating all the ways
God’s blessed our country
even when
the headlines steal our joy.

Birthday Candles on America’s Cake

Rambling thoughts as our nation turns 237 years old

As we approach yet another Fourth of July
it is good to be reminded 
that all that flickers are not sparklers
and that which brightens this night of celebration
is not just an explosive display in the sky.

The birthday candles on our nation’s cake
are flaming reminders of a much-decorated past.
They illuminate a long and winding road
reaching back in time revealing a rich history.

But the candlelight that dances in the wind
also exposes smudges in the icing
for which we should be ashamed.
We are old enough to know better
than to leave God out
of our public displays of affection.

After all, it is because of Him that 
our nation is better known
(in spite of what we sometimes think)
for our successes more than for our failures.

Good fortune has marked our past
and it frames our future.
Yes, we are a fortunate lot.
An envied democracy.
A kaleidoscopic array of colors, cultures and creeds
refracted by a prism of countless opportunities.
A spectrum of humanity
attesting to the creativity of our Creator.

With gratitude to the God
who conceived our amazing country
and birthed us to be a beacon to the world,
we celebrate the past
even as we contemplate the future.

We are America’s children
pledging allegiance to its flag
as well as to its core values
of life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness.

May the candles on our nation’s cake never go out!

God on a High Wire

Taking our cues from born-again athletes

Did you hear that tightrope walker
as he crossed Niagra Falls? *
Did you hear Webb Simpson doing much the same? ** 
At the foggy U. S. Open or amid Niagra’s mist,
you could hear those young men praising Jesus’ name.

When your faith is more than prayer beads
that you finger once a day
or the place you spend an hour once a week,
then it has a way of springing
from that well deep down inside
and impacts the way you live and how you speak.

When you love the Lord you’re serving,
when King Jesus owns your heart,
when you seek his kingdom faithfully each day,
then your faith’s not dull religion
or list of endless rules 
it’s a source of joy that shows in what you say.

* For a link to ABC 20/20 to watch Nik Walende’s high wire stunt and hear his unedited praise of God go to…  http://www.elijahlist.com/words/display_word.html?ID=11122

 ** For a link to a Christianity Today article about Webb Simpson’s public witness to his faith go to…  http://blog.christianitytoday.com/ctliveblog/archives/2012/06/webb_simpson_go.html