Prodigal return, confession of mortality...(2002)
by Peter Menkin

Flesh, that yields
to time. Soul entreats
my failures not noticed
in return to God
with open heart.

Stricken with failures
of being away from You.

Exercise:
What's known, you are merciful.
What's known, Christ prayed.
What's known, the cup.

Allow my unbelief
become belief; strengthen us.
We are prodigal; I am.

Again, the Sunday experience; about returning throughout the week to God...

This is a good place for me to post a poem about returning to God. Notice I use the word "prodigal" to explain the sense of returning to self and God throughout the week. The Sunday experiencc is more than a one day experience.

Prodigal return, confession of mortality...(2002)
by Peter Menkin

Flesh, that yields
to time. Soul entreats
my failures not noticed
in return to God

with open heart.
Stricken with failures
of being away from You.
Exercise:

What's known, you are merciful.
What's known, Christ prayed.
What's known, the cup.

Allow my unbelief
become belief; strengthen us.
We are prodigal; I am.

Notes from a Study House; Climate to Receive...a poem...

Every four days I post something on this blog, mostly a poem with notes. This poem is some five years old, hardly revised from the first writing. Sometimes it goes like that with poems. One workshop site I have offered poems on for criticism noted that a poet with five good poems in a lifetime has done well. I like to think this would be one of mine.

You can find this same poem on my website: www.petermenkin.com .


Notes from a Study House in March (2001)
By Peter Menkin

The vine,virginal place within
gateway to God
ultimate
Christ abiding.

The master speaks
of singing us forward
within the paradox of intimacy.
To come back
to mercy and pardon;
return

again like the prodigal son.
The progressive revelation
of theology: God loves us
in invitations
for a climate to receive
in trust.