Friday, August 20, 2010

Frozen Tag

I remember you
running
arms outstretched
in the cool of a summer’s eve
poised between the threat of capture
and the joy
of freeing your friends
how you loved to
run under their arms
so they could
run
too

You always knew
life was a game
played in the space between
hope and despair
and I’ve see the way you love
poised between the weight of doubt
and the joy
of freeing your friends
how you share
a touch, a prayer
so they can
love
too


Maggie Rayner

Friday, August 13, 2010

Strange Comfort

I found him
hiding in a dark place
curled up against hard truths

He found strange comfort
here

I saw him close his eyes
lulled to sleep
by soft lies
and echoes
of his nature

He found strange peace
here

He’d been dining with the devil
feasting on pain and anger
gorged yet
never satisfied
he gnawed the bones of disappointment
until there was
nothing left

He found no satisfaction
here

I saw grace dancing
just outside the darkness
singing
come play with me

But asleep
he can not hear
filled with bitterness
drunk with pride
dreaming the dreams of the dead
he sleeps



by Maggie Rayner

end of time

When you see a drop of water
just about to fall
from a leaf do you think

It was put there just for
you?
(Of all mankind
the only witness
to this moment?)

Everywhere
I see joy-shaped halves
that fit the mysterious need for Him
in my heart

There are depths so deep
and heights so high
pain so sharp
and love so real

Who but God
could hold the world and all within it?
Let the darkness come
I am not afraid
anymore

When I think of you
(all of you)
born in this time with me
brought
to some same
place
through circumstances
too unlikely to grasp
where our lives have
touched I think

You were put here just for me

Everywhere
I see joy-shaped halves
that fit the mysterious need for Him
in my heart

And it makes me want to
walk with you a while
in this time
made for us before all time
before
the end

before the
end of time


by Maggie Rayner

Hard to Get (by Rich Mullins)

You who live in heaven
Hear the prayers of those of us who live on earth
Who are afraid of being left by those we love
And who get hardened by the hurt
Do you remember when You lived down here where we all scrape
To find the faith to ask for daily bread
Did You forget about us after You had flown away
Well I memorized every word You said
Still I'm so scared, I'm holding my breath
While You're up there just playing hard to get

Do You who live in radiance
Hear the prayers of those of us who live in skin
We have a love that's not as patient as Yours was
Still we do love now and then

Did You ever know loneliness
Did You ever know need
Do You remember just how long a night can get?
When You are barely holding on
And Your friends fall asleep
And don't see the blood that's running in Your sweat
Will those who mourn be left uncomforted
While You're up there just playing hard to get?

And I know you bore our sorrows
And I know you feel our pain
And I know it would not hurt any less
Even if it could be explained
And I know that I am only lashing out
At the One who loves me most

And after I figured this, somehow
All I really need to know

Is if You who live in eternity
Hear the prayers of those of us who live in time
We can't see what's ahead
And we can not get free of what we've left behind
I'm reeling from these voices that keep screaming in my ears
All the words of shame and doubt, blame and regret
I can't see how You're leading me unless You've led me here
To where I'm lost enough to let myself be led

And so You've been here all along I guess
It's just Your ways and You are just plain hard to get


Rich Mullins died before he could record this song. Phil Stacey does a lovely version of it that you can watch here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Dp7BOiT0L5o

doves & coos

your words are calm
your eyes are sad
your thoughts are startled birds
as you go about the room
sharing and listening
hoping for hope
amongst the light of the world
but there is no prayer

pain and trouble
I hear you say
doves and coos
they echo back
that’s such a shame

a friend’s been hurt
with broken bones
who has no faith
we listen
to your public grief
and give you
silence

your words are calm
your eyes are sad
your thoughts are startled birds
as you go about the room
sharing and listening
hoping for hope
amongst the light of the world
but there is no prayer


by Maggie Rayner

September's Poem

Love,
sharpened to a perfect point in Christ
forged in the fires
of almighty joys and sorrows,
is aimed at my heart

While
a single note
high and true
hangs above my head like the sun in the sky
I cannot turn away.

My mind is running
(where would I hide?)
And
I understand whatever comes
is always His best
He waits
till I am sure
till I am still

Then
pierced by truth
I sway
unable to stand
He lifts my head
all is in ruin
all is made new

He
calls me to a place
so far beyond myself

He
guides my feet along the path
He knew I would take
all along.

My life,
sharpened to a perfect point in Christ,
carves a tiny line through time
making a pattern I’ve never seen
making a pattern that’s never been

Wrestling, battling, slipping, falling,
rising, praying, watching, waiting,
hoping, dreaming, laughing, crying
longing, joyful, victorious, dying.


by Maggie Rayner