No Such Luck

I was going to the store
but a dark storm is gathering
all around us

what we needed can wait
until tomorrow as a storm
seldom changes its

appointed path
unless God turns it away

we prayed to God and God
answered our prayers just
like he answered Moses

God answered Moses’ prayer
and parted the Red Sea

God answered our prayers
and moved the hurricane
away from us

but you say I am not Moses
why would God do that for
me

another said it was luck

if you believe in luck then
you do not believe in God

no such luck

because the God who was with
Moses is the same God who
is with me the same God

then and now and forever

For the Children

if you stand in a garage
doesn’t mean you will
become a car

if you smoke a Churchill
cigar doesn’t mean you
will become like

Churchill

if you have children
doesn’t mean you will
become good and

loving parents

anyone can be a parent

sadly there are no
qualifications to become
parents

the first two are silly
the last one is most
unfortunate

mostly for the children
especially during COVID

Friday Sounds

the late afternoon air is
filled with Friday sounds
that don’t seem as loud

as other days

there is an endless stream
of car horns truck horns
school buses rushing by

the bulk garbage trucks
that normally come on
Mondays whipped through

the neighborhood in twos
there was nothing to
pickup

I was wrong

as they were filled with
fallen trees that must
have blocked a street

nearby

train horns chime in as
long lumbering trains
cross town holding up

rush hour traffic as
they go

it seems many of the
people are impatient
possibly eager to die

no masks
no vaccinations
they rather believe

the lie

who is willing to hear

the late afternoon air is
filled with Friday sounds

Invisible Visible

prayer is the only
application of faith
that can turn

anxiety into trust
and trust into hope
when there are no

visible solutions to
the problems at hand

the act of prayer
invites the power of
God to solve the

unsolvable

I cannot see the
answer today but in
God’s time he will

make that which
is invisible visible

Talking to Myself

I was awakened at five
by the sound of heavy
rain crashing on our

metal roof
heck of a way to start
a Monday

it is now thirteen-thirty
the sun is out and the
wind is picking up

I can hear the distant
thunder and see the
lightning strike

the lawn is too wet to
cut and there are still
receding pools of water

on the patio

I can’t see the jet or
the small plane but I
hear them fly overhead

unaware of the coming
storm which looks
ominous and mighty

but the coming storm is
only the tiniest display
of God’s power

my phone beeps with a
text message from LDH
reporting 16,541 new

cases of COVID-19 since
Friday along with 2,720
hospitalizations

the governor adds get
vaccinated mask up and
help save lives

how many more deaths will
it take

how much longer will
arrogance and ignorance
rule

God is speaking to us through
the storm calling us back
to him

is anyone listening

or am I only talking to myself