Who Was Jesus?

Who Was Jesus?

 I’ve had to read (and, rightly so),

In history (what do we know),
Of Jesus, did he walk on earth?
From skeptics of a virgin birth.

 They question variated word,

Of Gospels, and the tales we’ve heard,
Decrying its veracity.
All claims in historicity?

The methods are empirical,

To strip away the miracle,
And, in this search there is a plan,
Jesus, like us is just a man.

Yet, once I’d read their hardened stance,

I think about my second chance,
I tried life by myself, you see,
It’s Christ who gave me victory!

We read once more the Gospel view,

About the Son of God they knew,
From cross, to grave; who then was raised,
From fear to faith Disciples praised!

Yes, this is He the Christ I’ve known,

Who tears me from my comfort zone,
Now, as He loved; so I must love,
And, ever praise my God above!

Peter Lowell Paulson

February 15 2016

I Found an Angel

I Found and Angel

In dark of morning; pillowed head,

I find an angel in my bed,

Across the silken sea she slips,        

Caressing tender fingertips.

No words expressed in moment’s held,

As wedded hands begin to meld,

Remembered you in bridal dress,

You said, “I do”; my mind said, “Yes!”

And, I, “I do”, “I do”, “I do”,

Nobody else, but only you,

And, for today no trial I’ll dread,

I found an angel in my bed!

Peter Lowell Paulson

February 11, 2016