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History 1997
This poem was written, not as a theological discussion, but to help me in thinking of my family who were already a part of that new and different world. I don’t remember when it occurred, but at some point I realized that physical death is not the enemy. That was a big step, one I have come to recognize as difficult for most of us. However it is the way God chooses to teach us, and in my own opinion, it is probably His favorite method. Why? I think it is because it follows a non-painful path all the way through with the exception of that first step. Now, I am able to go forward and contemplate what God has been preparing for us since that time so long ago when he decided to create us as human beings. Most recently I had to release my husband of sixty years to this path and it was sad, but the poem gives me pause now allowing me to contemplate the wonders of that place of refuge made from love, with love. To know he is well, situated in safety among others who love each other gives me great joy. I hope you can gain peace of mind and or now and the anticipation of joining loved ones in the future.

Escape lies in darkness, a street with no name
Where edges are softened and work not the same
Where time does not limit and words never fail
Where friends, ever present, forever prevail.

Such darkness is light at the end of my way
Illumination, glowing through clouds of gray
Beckoning so gently through tunnels of pain
New life is promised though no life remains.

Then weariness, which held me, gives way to hope
For just one glimpse of the eternal scope
And as I press toward the light forgetting all pain
I emerge from my chrysalis, whole again.

Marie Hunter Atwood
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Love is Trust

Forever and ever?
That’s a long while
What if we quarrel
And forget how to smile,
Then what if the moon
Halts in mid-flight
Thus ending time instead
Of saying good-night?
A lonely wolf would then howl
Beyond the black night
And I’d hide in fear
Because you’re out of sight.
These things may happen, you know?
But I’d still not be finished
With whispering sweet nothings
From my heart to yours.

Death, God, Philosophy, Poetry, Remembering, Uncategorized



      Marie Hunter Atwood – 1988
Haunting memories fill my brain
Of days gone by, not seen again
It is, as if, time now stands still
For proof it’s not a dream, but real.

Those moon-bathed nights and golden days
Spilled like jewels in languid haze.
While future’s tryst postponed again
Gave way to innocence sweet reign.

With bold bare feet and bronze-tanned skin,
Sun-bleached hair tousled in the wind,
We romped and played and dreamed in bliss,
Trading time for happiness.

Warm faces tilted to the sun
We didn’t know when it was done
Without knowledge it slipped away
To vanish like the breaking day.






The Consistency of Confusion

This piece comes from one of my own spiritual journals and was inspired by the oft-times bewilderment that befuddles my decision making. For lack of a more descriptive word, I labeled it Confusion, and discovered today that I should have called it The Consistency of Confusion, so here it is in its new label. I hope it will be of some benefit to you and that you will learn as I continue to learn that conversation with God (sometimes recognized as prayer) is the route to pursue the remedy for all things, but in particular the path of confusion.

As an introduction let me quote a well-known man in the field of Spirituality who seems to have a very practical handle on eschatology (the study of future things). Of course at this moment the future for which we are most interested, is our own. For this reason I give you this very practical but wise statement by minister and author Philip Yancy. “A person who lives in faith must proceed on incomplete evidence, trusting in advance what will only make sense in reverse.”

Even though we attempt to live by faith amplified by commitment, there is always some measure of confusion to work through in making a decision. And even as knowledge slowly trickles into our thinking, confusion, like an unwelcome guest, remains. Which way should I move, up, down or sideways? This is to assume (1) that there are both pros and cons to each path, and that (2) I have yet to seek counsel from above.

At times, I glimpse the path on which I have set my heart (and my feet), but then I acknowledge there have also been many times when I have guessed wrong. I have learned, therefore, that guessing is the wrong tool to use. My brain suddenly tells my heart why this can happen, God holds the roadmap! ‘But we both agree on my destination’ I plead, ‘isn’t that what it takes to get to the destination?’

This is correct, (as far as it goes) but there is more. While we agree on the destination, I would choose the smoothest path while He has many other roads in mind of which most are difficult, sometimes complicated and confusing. Aha! That word again!

Now for the most difficult (and confusing) decision of all. While each of God’s roads in their own way would provide me with something of what would be needed, that provision would not be as productive as beginning with the difficult and learning as progress is made toward your goal.

If this is the decision to which you feel God is showing you, then what steps are most important at this point?
(1)  talking with God (prayer)
a)  give thanks and praise for His interest and His help
b)  go over the advantages you see and ask Him if you have missed any
c)  point out the disadvantages you see and do not see
(2) praise God again
(3) thank God for the Spirit within, your Helper and your Guide

Just the fact of putting such a need on paper is helpful to me, but then I am a writer. I would urge you to find your own path, such as the use of comparisons, studying the pros and cons, studying to gain wisdom which helps enormously in making decisions, but never leave God out of the equation. Sometimes even reading or quoting specific verses of calming belief and praise of the Father can help you to regain some balance on the decision at hand. I wish you the best.

In closing, I offer you one more quotation, this one from a Christian man in politics and education, William Barclay.  These are his words “Endurance is not just the ability to bear a hard thing, but to turn it into glory.” Wow! Now that’s a challenge. Best wishes as you make progress to your goal.