autumn breeze

Vincent Van Gogh

Vincent Van Gogh

charcoal sky and misty morn
peaceful awakening life reborn
first thought makes me smile
as you are there, abideth awhile

into your soul I try and peer
through loving eyes drawing near
warming heart i hold so close
blushing cheeks of fragrant rose.

gentle wisps of autumn breeze
cause a whisper among the trees
as hope shall linger through this day
the breeze shall lift my soul away

(c) 2015 rick stassi
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unforgettable blue

Vincent Van Gogh

Vincent Van Gogh

I am sad to see birds fly south
and trees blushing at night’s cool kiss.
Even the sun seems to shy away
sinking ever further to
other places.

Resting now in reflection,
I remember our first glance –
our eyes meeting for a moment
as perpetual motion ceased
and inquisitive stillness held sway.

Why does melancholy absorb
days and minutes?
Why do I concede when
I know what thread attaches
my heart to eternity?

Once the devil’s touch
tried in vain to veil my hope,
but a fortified optimism prevailed.
Eternal hope upon an unforgettable blue sky.

i must commune with this new season
and find the beauty in winter’s eyes
as in her sadness offers her arms
in a gesture of love and peace
knowing seasons too sadly pass.

(c) 2015 rick stassi

i dreamed

Van Gogh

Van Gogh

i dreamed about vast grandeur,
an eternal unfolding sky.
endless, enveloping, seeming
where old things go to die.

i dreamed of far bright lights
upon a darkened sullen gray
following, following, now ever closer
i choose to run away.

I dreamed of green, lighted fields
the ones inviting so
severing, severing my earthly ties
now begging me to go.

I dreamed of pale, wrinkled hands
writhing, wringing, singing sorrow.
endeavouring a desperate promise
of all things better tomorrow.

I dreamed of a brilliant light
beautifully adorned, ’twas He
revering all goodness eternal
His hand outstretched for me.

(c) 2015 rick stassi

Life is beautiful, and too, the music

7 And when the men of Ashdod saw how it was, they said, “The ark of the God of Israel must not remain with us, for His hand is harsh toward us and Dagon our god.”
8 Therefore they sent and gathered to themselves all the lords of the Philistines, and said, “What shall we do with the ark of the God of Israel?”
1 Samuel 5:7,8 (NKJV)

In our lives we seek comfort. We seek ease in our day, lightness in our footstep.  There is pleasure awaiting us at every turn in our day and we follow the alluring fragrance of a gratifying moment. We look from within a life filled with trials and turmoil, decisions, responsibility and we deserve respite from the heavy hand upon us. Don’t we? We are here on earth for but a moment and why should it be spent in heaviness?

There are ways of this world that hold solution to our need to nourish a gratified-starved soul.

There are many temptations in this world. They appear in our path at various stages in our walk to be opportune in timing to our exact situation. It is the false scent of lilac in a putrid day. It is the color of false riches in a gray and dreary season of want. It is the lust of flesh in a time when curiosity and boredom are upon us. An empty soul exists with mouth agape. It needs-no it wants! See if you were once there. I was. See if you were happy and filled. I was not. How is this state of want  remedied?

In my life I found that the ability to find a morsel to throw at a salivating soul was always available. The avarice of my want was on constant prowl. It was availed because there are gods of temptation who are always around us. They aren’t really gods at first. They are but a solution to a moment’s problem. They do, however, become our gods. I examine my life and see these gods on the shelves, counters, bed-stands, and cabinets. They were all once a convenient answer to a gripping desire to fill. To fill.

These times of wants for emptiness, were in my life before I saw a light shining through a small crack under my door. The gods I knew held me tight, but now I was curious. That light! Upon closer investigation, the light drew me closer and there was music. Beautiful music. There was a sweet fragrance-real fragrance. All behind the door. I talked with my gods and they all agreed that the door held nothing for me. They were sure and as I tended to my gods, the light would catch my attention. A glimpse, the wondering. Wondering….yes, wondering why my gods held me back so strongly. Each one existed for a particular moment of time and were always ready. I was always hungry and greedy for satisfaction! I deserved it. But this reasoning of being deserving always kept me seeking. Something was not right because the gratification I received was for a moment and one-by-one each god fed me then soon left me hungry. I want to be sustained.

Up and toward the door I curiously wandered in the dark room where I lived. I found that not only did my gods scoff at any long-term care for my empty heart, they also inflicted pain as my dependence on them became my master. We were all there. You and I. Somewhere, some god. Examine life. What holds our attention but then departs. The door beckoned as pain and emptiness grew. I struggled at the handle but it was locked. Only a key-hole through which I could peer through. Light the size of a key shone through. It was interesting in there behind the door. I saw smiles and hugs. I saw a place of warmth and contentment. I saw a Man whose eye saw me peering through the hole. He had a  warm smile and inviting eyes. He beckoned and I could see in His eyes that there was a fullness about Him that would close my soul, agape for want, and fill me. I could not get in as the door was locked and my gods all held tightly to my ankles as I shuffled them across the room. No! They cried. We give you solace for a moment then we will do it again the next.

I grew to hate this moment-by-moment way of life. My want turned to need as I now sought a type of completeness. The Man in the keyhole smiled warmly. “Knock”, He said.

For every one that asketh receiveth; and he that seeketh findeth; and to him that knocketh it shall be opened. Luke 11:10 (KJV)

So I knocked. There was more than a man inside. He was a King whose majesty caused my gods to shirk away. His light penetrated my soul. He had a love that exuded to all areas of my heart and soul. My eyes welled with tears as my heart grew warm and a smile appeared. I have awaited this moment all of my life and did not even know it. I am still here in my house but have walked through a door that had been closed for many years until then.

The Man is Jesus and He told me many stories. He told me of times  when He had to grab my hand when I started to fall. When He wiped my brow glistening with sweat from toil and burden. He told me that He had always loved me and I listened intently. He told me about His Father and how He and I were co-heirs to our Father. My Lord, my Father. Smiling I sat like a child in wanderlust. My eyes were filled with tears. This was a time of contentment. It was a time when my life intersected with God and all my other gods were destroyed.  He knew the time and the place and He just waited.

Here I still smile with Him. What a glorious life in Jesus Christ. My soul is filled with comfort and my step is light. My burdens are cast aside. When my old gods come over to visit, I resist, most of the time. But I always know where to return because there is the outstretched hand of God ready to bring me home.

So, false gods are destroyed and the world wonders what to do with a King of such majesty. They will see someday. For me? My room is filled with a warm Light. It is fragrant and it is comforting. Jesus waited and I found Him. Life is beautiful, and too, the music.

Rick Stassi

May 10, 2012

…here and now, Christ in us!

2 Grace to you and peace from God our Father and the Lord Jesus Christ. 3 Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of mercies and God of all comfort, 4 who comforts us in all our tribulation, that we may be able to comfort those who are in any trouble, with the comfort with which we ourselves are comforted by God. 5 For as the sufferings of Christ abound in us, so our consolation also abounds through Christ. 
2 Corinthians 1:2-5 (NKJV)

Grace and Peace from our Father. Blessed be our Father who is also the Father of our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ. We are co-inheritors of the kingdom of God (see co-heirs with Christ Rom 8:17). For we are not of the ones in the old Law who are separated from God by a veil. We have access through and with Jesus, Son of Man, Son of God. We are the children who have a Father full of mercies and comfort to look toward. We have the Spirit of the Son with us to look with.

So as we have Christ in us and Christ suffered and died, we too share in this suffering and death from the world of darkness to the world of light. It is glorious light.  As we are loved, we also love. As we are comforted, we also comfort.

The suffering of Jesus is part of us as is His consolation. God’s mercy run through us to the lost and the suffering because we abound in consolation. It is in our co-inheritance with Christ that we may offer this consolation. As Jesus was unconditional in His love, we too are unconditional in our love. If He is in our hearts how shall we deny our hearts? It is our new being. We now act in accordance with the Living God. We seek His kingdom yet we already have achieved His kingdom. Do His work here and now. Walk in His footsteps and do your work here to comfort and love. It is who we are.

Paul praises the Lord our Father and the Father of our Lord Jesus Christ because we are all together with
God, with Jesus. His warmth and comfort is every part of who we are and if we seek to see Him in us, we will act in the ability and will with Him in us. This is truly a time to praise God that He sent the Savior of ALL mankind. Yet the very same is part of us and as we partake in the suffering with Him, we convey the comfort through Him to a suffering world.

Bring hope to the hopeless. We shall love. We shall comfort.

Rick

Nov 2011