The Book of Ruth

Naomi

Confused amid the scarcity
Our wandering feet would roam
Until they planted steadfast
In that soil so far from home
In death’s great, dark abandonment
And bitterness of heart
I turned my face t’ward the One
I’d left, at sojourn’s start

My new loves would not leave me
My provision all but spent
I could not bear their suff’ring
One remained, one with me went
Lament and sorrow mine
Strange new life for she
A commotion in the city
As I returned, and she with me

The Overseer

I wondered at the woman
Who from a strange land came
How she worked! She toiled! She laboured!
Such little rest within the shade
We all had heard the stories
How she joined with one, our own
To provide for another’s mother
And in our ways she’d grown

Now the master, he had noticed
And charged us with her care
To show kindness and protection
When we’d see her working there
And then, he’d drawn her close
One who’d usually be scorned
Kindness, one unto another
In God’s image, is he formed?

Ruth

Death ripped from me my comfort
I would’ve walked alone
So, I clung to she who loved me
Followed to her long-lost home
In following direction
Of a people not yet mine
I entered empty-handed
To behold of gifts divine

In the God of one I cherished
I found refuge, work and help
Saw unfolding of provision
Through his servant’s gifted wealth
God’s store of greatest riches
Was to overflow my need
Immediate and eternal
For myself and all my seed

Boaz

With the blessing of provision
I sought to imitate my Lord
Look into the lives around me
His presence my reward
When she showed the fruit of turning
I beheld a heart restored
And the beauty of the faithful
A daughter’s mother so adored

With allegiance to the Master
I could risk to see a loss
Which he returned to me, a gifting
As he would gift us through his Christ
As a people far away
We can return to open arms
Of the one who will redeem
And restore through mercy’s charms

30/7, 1/8, 9/8/2020
Gina Marie

Colossians

Colossians 1 and 2

Delivered from darkness

To a kingdom of love

Redeemed and forgiv’n

By the purchase of God

 

The Father full-pleased

And the Son fully God

Bring a balanced account

Making peace, the Son’s blood

 

We preach and we teach

Warn every woman and man

In the wisdom of Christ

Present perfected to stand

 

The body of Christ

Holds the Godhead replete

As he rules over all

We, in him, are complete

 

Colossians 1:13-14, 19-20, 28, 2:9-10

2/5/2020

Gina Marie

 

Colossians 3 and 4

United with Christ

Into life from above

We set our minds where he is

Be like our Father of love

 

Called out in love

To be shared, fully changed

Settle into kind compassion

With gentle patience arranged

 

Bear each, the other

Release in favour, the one

Who has struggled against you

As with us, the Saviour has done

 

And whatever we do

Or whenever we speak

With a heart that is thankful

It’s Jesus’ will that we seek

 

Being devoted and watchful

And thankful in prayer

Look for God’s open door,

Proclaim Christ’s mystery there (21/6/2020)

Colossians 3:1, 2, 13, 17, 4:2-3

Gina Marie

13/6/2020

 

Beware! Steep Descent

Remember the signs

When a pathway you choose

Remember the signs

Or in the poppies you’ll snooze

Remember the signs

When your way is not clear

Remember the signs

By their light, you can steer

 

But when there’s a day

That you look to the ground

Trudging on in your vision

With its limits and bounds

The fall may be great

But you’ll find from above

Grace and mercy were planted

A sweet cushion of love

5/7/202

1 John 2:1-2

NKJV

My little children, these things I write to you, so that you may not sin. And if anyone sins, we have an advocate with the father, Jesus Christ the righteous.

And he himself is the propitiation for our sins, and not for ours only but also for the whole world.

NIV

My dear children, I write this to you so that you will not sin. But if anybody does sin, we have an advocate with the father – Jesus Christ, the righteous one.

He is the atoning sacrifice for our sins, and not only for ours but also for the sins of the whole world.

 

Rich Mullins

So if I stand let me stand on the promise

That you will pull me through

And if I can’t, let me fall on the grace

That first brought me to you

 

CS Lewis – Remember the signs        ‘The Silver Chair’ – Aslan

“…remember, remember, remember the signs.

Say them to yourself when you wake in the morning and when you lie down at night, and when you wake in the middle of the night. And whatever strange things may happen to you, let nothing turn your mind from following the signs…I have spoken to you clearly…the signs which you have learned here will not look at all as you expect them to look…That is why it is so important to know them by heart and pay no attention to appearances. Remember the signs and believe the signs.”

Deuteronomy             6:4-8                11:18-21         17:14-20

6:6-7

And these words which I command you today shall be in your heart. You shall teach them diligently to your children, and shall talk of them when you sit in your house, when you walk by the ways, when you lie down, and when you rise up.

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Rutherglen

If we knew you then, would our vista be

One of tents and mines and mullock heaps

Of cross-cut saw, savanna cleared

Traversing camel, cattle and sheep all here?

 

Or further back, ‘fore ships arrived

With strangers from afar

Mountains, trees and river flows

A people sunned, of this land a part?

 

In season’s change, see broken hearts

As we witness the affray

Of black and white, and northern lands

Sons and daughters lost – to our dismay

 

Survey across the ages past

From foot to cart to rail

Motorcar on bitumen

Paddle wheel and long road-train

 

Cereals grown, produced en-masse

Pork, beef, milk, and mutton

Flooding rains and rivers

Drought lands, dry and sullen

 

Vines and wine and food galore

Families here, longstanding

Visitors who come and go

Some returning through each season

 

Tractor, header, combine, ute

Wine and pies and cars

Building’s from another time

New ventures yet to start

 

Rutherglen, our long-time home

Evolving over time

Preserved in memories passed along

Through picture, story, song and rhyme

 

Gina Schmidt 8/7/2015 – Written and recited for Arts Rutherglen 

 

Image 1: View along Autumnal grapevines

Image 2: Sun setting below a hill, silhouette of a tree in the foreground

Image 3: Wintery, showery view along a fence line, from the gate post into the paddock (field) beyond

Image 4: Canola crop in flower, blurred trees behind

Image 5: View along old timber fence posts combined with new and rusted wire, sun setting in the distance

Image 6: A young steer peering suspiciously through the mob

Image 7: Remains of a tree once living amidst a green crop, canola crop in flower behind

Image 8: Early morning sun rising, seen through the naked branches of a once living tree

Image 9: Old timber farm machinery in the grass, beneath the trees on a side road

Image 10: Old windmill and overhead tank on stand

Grateful Chorus

What a wonder!
The gracious Saviour!

In love he formed me
By grace restored me

His endless mercies
Shower down, concert me

Oh, great rejoicing!
My soul is voicing

I ne’er could fathom
Love’s endless cavern

With gifts abounding
T’ward me, astounding

In grateful chorus
I rise, victorious

The valley of trouble
By hope, smoothed of rubble

So I walk on in peace
Toward the bridegroom’s feast

I sing, in grateful chorus

22/1/2020

Mother’s Day Reflection – 2019

Mothering

A journey long
Facing challenges head on
Learning as you go along
Make mistakes, then sing your song

Mothering

Of those from me
Recognise the family tree
Tuning in, uniqueness see
Encourage, teach them how to ‘be’

Mothering

Of those who came
From another mother’s frame
Take care, on loan, though all the same
I love and send you back again

Mothering

Sons and daughters who do not fit
The mould, the world does force a bit
Give space, belonging, wings to flit
About as who they’ll be, as built

Mothering

Though some will leave
By choice or to eternity
Speak their name, release but keep
The truth that moth’ring does not cease

Mothering

Will be to leave
Your loves will long, though, still to cleave
To your memory, with sigh and heave
And take you to the one’s they lead

11/5/2019

Gina Marie

The Compassion and the Passion

A merciless master
My suffering prolonged
O sin, you would have me
Alone, without song

My saviour, the servant
Compassion’s concern
Would pursue all my rescue
E’en while I yet spurned

With glory obscured
Power hidden, en-veiled
He served us, his humans
Then the mountain he scaled

Raised to be lowered
Shame brought release
For my sin-burdened soul
To find its long-lasting peace

In your death…
The inherited cycle is broke
Sin’s hold cannot keep me
Your new life brings me hope

Life-blood’s passed on
From parent to child
In your blood shed abroad
I’m no longer beguiled

Sin’s great deception?
That I’m still compelled
To do all its bidding
That I’m under its spell

But my Jesus, you triumphed
In freedom, empowered
A spirit-led choice
To walk the life I’m endowed

With bended knee’s adoration
In restored humanity, stand
Before the depth of your feeling
Poured over me, by your hand

19/4/2019

Life’s March

Life passes by
The March of time
We hasten, pause
See rain and shine
But each one’s march
Begins and ends
In this we all will share,
My friends

Sometime march
In single file
Or pass the time
En masse, a while
Two-by-two
Lead on, be lead
Keep in step
Or lag instead

Distracted
One may march askew
The wounded
Drag a limb or two
But others may
Lift some on high
And give the march
Of two a try

Onward, though
We all shall plod
Whether we are
Or how we’re shod
Into the vast
Eternity
Our marching out
Parade, will be

16/2/2019

Christmas Wish and New Year Hope – Southern Hemisphere

My Christmas wish for you will be
That New Year’s hope will let you see
Each passing month fulfils a dream
Stitched together, a lifelong seam

January
Heat settles in
A brand new year will now begin
Summer dry
Tropic wet
Forest fire, by flood beset

February
Last hot haze
Some longing now for cooler days
Night may cool
Day may not
Off to school, no matter what

March-ing
Into season’s change
Expanding all our colour range
Cooling down
Drying off
A northern storm may yet scoff

April
Showers, an appearance make
As we of feast and fast partake
Memorials
Remembrance
Learn from other, without offence

May
Or we may not yet
Have southern blasts of cold and wet
A settled north
Or last great storm
Another season soon will dawn

June
Dark and gloom, or white of snow
Storms shift from north, to south below
Cooled, refreshed
Or sunless mood
Restlessness for closed-in brood

July
Mid-winter, bleak or not
Swim the oceans, ski the tops
Northern depths
Southern peaks
Or waiting out the cold, dark weeks

August
Whether the weather brings tear or song
Sport will gather many a throng
Bouncing, kicking
Passing, strike
Cheering the family, team, or the like

September
Weather, subtle change
Drought begins, or wet remains
Brighter days
Unseen storms
Races, finals, spring to form

October
Weariness – year’s end in view
Not close enough to offer new
Horizons or
Begin agains
Fret not! A year will always end

November
Brings a spring in step
Horses? Flowers? Sneezes? You bet!
Make some hay
Take exams
Shorter nights, a day expands

December
Sun – the year’s sunset
Soon a new one will be met
Graduate
Reflect and pause
Embrace the new, pursue your cause

28/11/2018 – 16/2/2019