Meditation

Meditation

By Rev. Lonnie C. Crowe

Reflect,

Consider our God.

A consuming fire.

A loving Father.

A Merciful,

Gracious

Awesome Refuge.

Greater than all other gods,

He is Strength and Power

Wisdom and Justice

Exalted above the heavens.

He is my helper

My defense

My salvation

My glory

My righteousness.

He is good

holy

pure

true

faithful

able

eternal

and near.

He is my Light

He is the Lover of my soul,

The passion of my Meditation.

The Heart of Autumn

The Heart of Autumn
By Rev. Lonnie C. Crowe

Crisp morning breath,
Softening in the noontide,
Deepening with the day,
Redolent in the cinnamon
Of fallen leaves and burning wood.
Fields, once green, then golden,
Now newly frosted,
Gleam in russet-bronze.
The earth’s returned the harvest
And seeks repose.
We, too, desire respite.
Autumn, amber, umber, Autumn,
Golden, flaxen, honey-hued.
Multitudinous tones
Of withered grass, ruddy leaf
And tranquil turf.
O Lord, our God,
Our Creator, our Sustainer,
In autumn, we worship Thee.
The harvester, surveying fallow fields,
Lifts his heart in psalm
For laden cribs and fattened flocks.
The housewife, pausing near the shelf
And fragrant larder
Sings her sacred song.
Young ones, basking in the fiery glow,
Harken to the swirl and plash of storm
And, mindfully, remember Thee.
O Lord, our God,
We worship Thee.
In autumn, we worship Thee.