Wisdom Calls

“The Reading Room,

the Reading Room,

the reason that we came.

To walk the halls,

to hear the call,

Her “Wisdom” calls your name.

 

The Reading Room,

the Reading Room,

Her magnificence Great Hall.

To read the books,

to have a look,

and never be the same.

 

She’s wood and oak,

where words and prose,

and history grows

each volume they contain.

 

The oak line desks

only one could guess,

who sat in these before.

No photos here,

She’s far too dear,

and there’s clearance at the door.

 

She’s beautiful,

restful,

color that’s unchanged.

To walk the Hall,

Hear “Wisdom” call,

And never be the same.”

Poem by denisebalog©

 

“Does not wisdom call?

Does not understanding raise her voice?

…for wisdom is better than jewels,

And all that you may desire cannot compare with her.” Proverbs 8:1-11 (ESV)

Photo of Great Hall taken from observation area in the Library of Congress

Pull It In Tight

“My country boy;

use to lots of movement in his path of life.

Sunshine and green pasture;

to his hearts’ delight.

 

But in the City,

everything is “little bitty”

He has to pull it in tight!”

Poem by denisebalog©

Arriving to begin our vacation in Washington, DC. My 17 year-old boy walking to the baggage claim. I was afraid he might knock someone out with all his elbow room and the air space is was taking up! Oklahoma to the city:) 

Photo taken – Tuesday, June 2, 2015

Flight 1602

This was penned as we made our way to DFW to begin our trip.

Our flight number was 1602. As the guys asked me questions of what I brought and did not bring, anxiety began to filter up. Panic and stress pressing in on every side! When in the battle, I pulled up the Bible App on my phone, looking up Psalm 16:02. Oh how the Word gives peace on the rockin’ waters of travel!

“I say to the LORD, ‘You are my Lord, I have no good apart from you.” Psalm 16:02 (ESV)

“In the car we travel…away we go.

Did we remember everything?

I guess we will never know!”

Washington Rain

Arrived home safely from early June family vacation in Washington, D.C. Over the next few days, I would like to share some of our reflections and sights.

“Washington in the rain;

I would not refrain,

nor be hesitant to do.

 

The City of White,

a magnificent sight;

she shows off her

red, white and blue.

 

The Monuments too,

reflecting their view,

are seen all around;

their the talk of the town!

 

Sunshine or rain,

the message the same;

AMERICA

May God bless you!”

Poem by denisebalog©

Two States Later…

Two states and two stories later, we have made it to our Barnes and Noble pilgrimage. The boy is squirreled up in an aisle reading to his heart delight. Pappa Bear off with grandson to a hobby store. I’m breathing a breath by myself in an easy chair overlooking the world we left behind. We are ready to go home. Oklahoma bound.

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The Roar of the Flight…

“The Holy Land,

The Promise Land,

The Walk of Jesus.

The slope of Mount Olives,

The climb up Masada,

The crossing the Jordan,

The circling of Jericho.

The heights of Mount Herman,

The view from Mount Carmel,

The sailing upon the Sea.

The covenant meal on Mount Scopes,

The battle for the Holy Mount.

The delight of the City,

The warmth of the sun,

The steps to climb,

one by one.

The sand on the horizon,

The calm of the waves.

The roar of the flight,

Returning to dreams,

in the midst of the night.”

Poem by denisebalog

Photo taken while sailing on the Sea of Galilee looking towards Mount Arbel. “It is believed to be the location where Jesus would have gone to pray for it is walking distance from the Sea of Galilee, and its vantage point of more than 1000 feet overlooking the lake.”quote from “The King’s Highway – Jesus Revealed in Psalm 119” 

“And after He had dismissed the crowds, he went up on the mountain by Himself to pray.” Matthew 14:23 (ESV)

Poem discovered in my travel journal.

Looking for my kids in a heartbreak song…

Last week to work until summer vacation starts for me.

There are days when I think I’ve gone crazy with band aides, questions and such. Hours when I know I have not completed one office “task” or solid thought.

But today with all this emptiness, I am looking for my “kids!” Feeling like an up and down “heartbreak country song!

“Oh, where have all my children gone…enjoying their summer all the days long!!”