Sunday, October 17, 2021

Happy 15th Anniversary to Us!

Bob and I will celebrate our

15th Wedding Anniversary

on Thursday...

Maude & Robert Pych on our wedding day,

October 21, 2006

Pastor/Rabbi Jonathan Cahn, officiating.


Israel Pilgrimage—2006


There was a grass-roofed shelter

along the Sea of Galilee

which reminded me of a succah

which reminded me of God’s covering over me

which reminded me of the blue and white tallit

I bought yesterday in Tiberias


Once I read an article in The Record

that stated being wrapped in a tallit

is like getting a hug from God

a statement that made me yearn

for a prayer shawl of my own

The very day after the article appeared

Rabbi Jonathan revealed

the newly designed Mizoram tallit to our congregation

with its colorful “Lamb within a Star of David” logo

representing Yeshua, our Jewish Messiah—

I gasped, when I saw it, assuming

one would be mine, my tallit, my hug from God

however, they were only presented to the pastors


which brings me to my marriage to Bob

just sixteen days ago

and that Pastor Steven graciously offered

to lend us his tallit to use as our wedding canopy

He gave us his traditional blue and white striped shawl

but Rabbi Jonathan said we would need a larger one

so Pastor Steven lent us his personal Mizoram tallit—

the very shawl that caused me to gasp, so long ago


Four ministers held up the corners of the prayer shawl

creating a fringed huppah over our heads

So, Bob and I stood under the covering of the Lamb

as we exchanged our marriage vows


At the conclusion of the ceremony

Rabbi Jonathan draped the shawl over our shoulders

wrapping us in a Heavenly hug on our holy wedding day


Maude Carolan Pych

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Sunday, October 10, 2021

An Unexpected Blessing

One of those unexpected blessings...

Mount of Beatitudes, Israel

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Israel Pilgrimage—1986


At the Mount of Beatitudes

Wayne[1] suggests we each find

a quiet spot to spend

time alone with God


so I stroll along a pathway

surrounding the church

built in the name of

the Lord’s great message

to the multitudes


In a few moments I hear baa baaing

and follow the sound to the top of a hill

with sheep and a shepherd in view below


I sit on a low wall

to watch and carefully listen

for the voice of my Shepherd

amid plaintive bleating

I, too, am one of His sheep

I, too, have things to tell him

and don’t want to miss

anything He might have to say


This is communion—

a lamb with her Shepherd


I bask awhile in sweet serenity

aware of a holy presence

as the sheep graze

and the shepherd, like Jesus

carefully tends his flock


Afterward, we pilgrims come together—

No one else heard the sheep

No one else saw the shepherd


The interlude was for me alone

a gift from my God—

a simple blessing

to one little lamb He loves


Maude Carolan Pych

[1] Wayne Monbleau—Pilgrimage leader and host of “Let’s Talk About Jesus” radio program. 

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Sunday, October 3, 2021

Mount Arbel in the Moonlight

Here's another poem of pilgrimage...

Mount Arbel at night.


Israel Pilgrimage--2006


Traveling in the tour bus from Tel Aviv

we arrive at the base of Mount Arbel

before twilight turns to dusk


The prudent would

postpone this venture

till daybreak, but

the zealous are rarely prudent


so seventy of us

imprudent zealous pilgrims

hastily begin an uphill trek

dodging rocky obstacles

Sprightly pilgrim feet

shuffle, sprint and stumble

up the mount

right to the cliff edge

at the pinnacle


The last vestiges of twilight

reveal the Galilee

flowing below us, darkly

like a great well of ink

Thousands of twinkling pin-lights

emanate from across the lake

…the city of Tiberius


The full moon

makes shadows of us all

as our guide teaches

and our rabbi ministers


We sing

O how we sing—


We are standing

on holy ground and we know

that there are angels all around…


and song after song of praise

unconcerned about hour or nightfall


Our exhilarated spirits mellow

and we lapse into solemn silence

except for muffled adoration

by a few and gentle weeping

by those bearing weighty burdens


then one by one

we make our way


down the steep, stony path

as God’s great October orb

casts a holy beacon

upon what otherwise would be

a treacherous, dark descent


Maude Carolan Pych


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