For as many as are led by the Spirit of God, they are the sons [and daughters] of God.  For you have not received the spirit of bondage again - unto fear - you have received the Spirit of adoption, by Whom, we cry ABBA Father! [Daddy!/ Papa!].  The Spirit, Himself, bears witness with our spirit, that we are The Children of God...
                                                                                           Romans 8:14-16

The Family Secret

The Light
                was Given 
                                    to Dispel the Darkness.
The Family 
                was Created
                                    to Embody Unity
                                                                   and the Light.

But alas!
                 In this Era
                                    of Humanism [SELF-love]
The Family
                  is being Wrenched
                                      from its Core
And sacrificed by Infidels
                                     ... for SELF-gain.

But I?
I will cling!
Unto the very last.............................................glimmer
                                      of The Light.

 

Where exists, my earthly refuge;
The haven, in which, I grow?
The tranquil harbor, which sustains me
In tides...that freely flow.
Where lies, my roots and branches
Which bind me, physically, to the earth?
Those which sprang, from Divine Intervention:
Conception of my birth.
Wherein dwells, godly flesh-and-bone,
Which enfold, from birth to death?
Smooth-as-silk...to wrinkled-and-sere
Wise counsel on their breath.
Where inhabits, the cornerstones;
Ragged earmarks of progress and success?
Turbulent...to harmonious, oft wrought
In trepidation and duress.
Where derives, my emotional strengths;
Values, preserved from youth?
Lessons in love, laughter, and joy --
Sorrow, compassion, and truth.
Where burns, the flame of eternal love
Of which, I am consumed?
A flame that thrives -- and never dies!
'Though to the world, I'm doomed.
Where breathes, the promise of forebearance
When I am driven to extremes?
And the sacred gift of forgiveness
Which repeatedly, sets me free!
Where abides this community spirit;
This intrastructure of peace and harmony?
Why, surely you've discovered my secret --
'Tis my Father's House...
Entrenched in humanity!

 

ABBA my Father,

It is with an unspeakable love,
That Heavenward, I now cast my gaze:

A beautiful song ushers up in me --
Glorious, and of most-intimate praise;

With ev'ry breath I shall ever breathe
Magnify, Thy Pure & Lovely Name!

With ev'ry beat of this child's heart
Rekindle...Your eternal flame!

But today, LORD...amidst Your Own People
If I may have my say:

I am wishing You - The LORD my GOD,
The happiest...of FATHER'S Days!

 c.1998 Rhonda S. Galizia All Rights Reserved.
~ Scribe Unto The LORD  ~ St. Matthew 13:52 ~              

*Presented to the Church Body, to the accompaniment of 'This Is My Father's House'

** My Dad loved this one...he was a poet, too, and I miss him sorely.  He gave me my Godly roots, and he gave me the best hugs...at the end of his life.

I wish all Fathers a truly Blessed Father's Day.   Children, enjoy them...too soon, like the wind, they are gone .