Saturday, December 15, 2018

Second Saturday of Advent

“He said to them, ‘When I sent you out without a purse, bag, or sandals, did you lack anything?’ They said, ‘No, not a thing.’”  Luke 22:35

we who have
so much act as if
we live on the edge
of scarcity, its it
any wonder we easily
dismiss those who
truly live on despair’s

© 2018 Thom M. Shuman

Friday, December 14, 2018

Second Friday of Advent

“But we must always give thanks to God for you, brothers and sisters beloved by the Lord . . .”  2 Thessalonians 2:13a

the person who
cuts me off in
meetings at work;
the kid who argues
with everything
i say;
the friend who
turns their back on me
when i approach . . .

give thanks


© 2018 Thom M. Shuman

Thursday, December 13, 2018

Second Thursday of Advent

“For God alone my souls waits in silence,
   for my hope is from him.”  Psalm 62:5

each day,
not just once
a year, hope
is waiting for me,
under the branches
of my soul,
to be opened
and lived.

© 2018 Thom M. Shuman

Wednesday, December 12, 2018

Second Wednesday of Advent

“They said this to test him, so that they might have some charge to bring against him.  Jesus bent down and wrote with his finger on the ground.”  John 8:6

taking your finger
and touching the ground
where the bile from their lips,
the feardrops from their eyes,
the judgment leaking from their hearts
had fallen, you
swirl it all into
a marvelous sand painting
entitled ‘forgiveness,’ revealing
it to those who had souls
to see.

© 2018 Thom M. Shuman

Tuesday, December 11, 2018

Second Tuesday of Advent

“But we appeal to you, brothers and sisters . . .  Be at peace among yourselves.”  1 Thessalonians 5:12a, 13b

when we could
hurl angry words,
   let us whisper love;
when we could
push another away,
   let us draw them
   into the arms of grace;
when we could
throw temper tantrums,
   let us be
   bearers of peace.

© 2018 Thom M. Shuman

Monday, December 10, 2018

Second Monday of Advent

“For evils have encompassed me
    without number;
my iniquities have overtaken me,
    until I cannot see;
they are more than the hairs of my head,
    and my heart fails me
.” Psalm 40:12

if it were a sprint,
all my foolish choices
would easily catch
up with me, blocking
the way, but since
grace is a marathon,
you set the pace so
together, we might
cross the finish line.

© 2018 Thom M. Shuman

Sunday, December 09, 2018

Second Sunday of Advent

“Let me sing for my beloved
   my love-song concerning
      his vineyard.”  Isaiah 5:1a

your songs of love are
hammers building
   hope in empty lots,
peanut butter and jelly
being spread for sandwiches
   for park bench sleepers,
excited barks of shelter dogs
   playing with their forever family,
wrapping paper being ripped
off toys, games, and clothes
   by kids who believed
   no one cared about them.

© 2018 Thom M. Shuman