Never Sleeps

While a pastor on the Fort Berthold Reservation I was honored with the Indian name, "NeverSleeps". It was primarily because I was often responding to particular needs in the middle of the night.

Even more relevant, the Lord Himself, Maker of all, "Never Sleeps".

Surely you know.
Surely you have heard.
The Lord is the God who lives forever,
who created all the world.
He does not become tired or need to rest.
No one can understand how great his wisdom is.

Isaiah 40:28

Welcome to every reader. I am a simple follower of Jesus. He is perfect, I often fall short.

Saturday, April 12, 2014

Outdoor Venues

Outdoor Venues

(“And you shall rejoice before the Lord your God in all that you undertake.” Deuteronomy 12:18b)

Well beyond the place where the vibrations fade,
having exerted all their energy from quivering guitar strings,
having placed each note prettily along the sunny concert day;
far beyond the posters and placards that announced the next
Concert in the Park
the melody had found the range of its existence and settled like
the last mist; a carpet rolled out for afternoon.

There, beyond, like old AM radios in the midnight desert,
the primary movement was children’s laughter forte,
mothers’ chatting mezzo piano with a staccato blue jay
taking the stage away with its percussion.

But, between changes on  slide, or lines for the swing,
the faraway concert, behind time, fell out of breath upon
the little park just long enough to catch the phrase,
while the title elusive flutters and fades into oblivion at the next
“Push me higher” from baby sister to
favorite auntie. Both would return home with
one of three measure of a pop tune stuck like


Sonoral super glue, only magnified by sleep. 

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