Showing posts with label A Pilgrim's Quest. Show all posts
Showing posts with label A Pilgrim's Quest. Show all posts

Sunday, October 6, 2013

Come, Join A Pilgrimage in Poetry...




A GOOD LAND

“For the Lord your God is bringing

you into a good land.” Deuteronomy 8:7-9

 

Israel Pilgrimage—2006

 

My children, siblings

and friends are quick to say:

 

What’s so good about it?

 

Suicide bombers

blow themselves up

in the marketplace

and take as many with them

as possible

 

Palestinians and Israelis

throw rocks at one another

 

Bombs fly from Lebanon

 

Enemies surround

and yearn to shove Israel

into the Mediterranean Sea

 

Who needs the Middle East?

 

And yet

this is the land

where the virgin gave birth to Jesus

where Lazarus emerged

alive! from the tomb

where Peter walked on water

and lepers were healed

where my Savior

was crucified, rose

and promises to return

 

where the roots

of the olive tree

that I’m grafted into

reach down deep

into good soil

 

It’s a good land—

nourishing me with milk

of the living Word

and sweet honey hope

that thrives

in the center of my being

 

How can I not love it?

 

Maude Carolan Pych
 
 
 
I've been posting poems from a series inspired by my three amazing and blessed pilgrimages to Israel...I invite you to come along on a virtual tour...
 
The above selection is from my third trip to Israel. The year was 2006 and the pilgrimage was led by Pastor/Rabbi Jonathan Cahn of Beth Israel Worship Center, Wayne, NJ. 
 
A Good Land is included in my chapbook, A Pilgrim's Quest. Ordering information appears at the end of this website.

 

 

 

Sunday, September 29, 2013

I Drank from a 4000 Year-Old Well




A CUP OF WATER FROM JACOB’S WELL
Israel Pilgrimage—1986

We arrive at Shechem
and make our way
to Jacob’s Well

It surprises me to find
this ancient water source
that I first read about in Genesis
still operating

and I’m astonished
to be offered
a refreshing cupful
drawn deeply
from a bucket
on a rope

The water is clear and cool
and tastes ordinary, but
what can be ordinary
about water drawn
from the very well
of the old patriarch
built 4000 years ago?

I purchase a small ceramic urn
filled with an ounce or so
of life’s most basic sustenance
It is sealed with a plug of wax

I’ll place it on a shelf at home
not because of any
mystical or magical powers

(It is ordinary water, after all)

but to remind me
of how far back in time
God’s amazing story goes

Maude Carolan Pych














The above poem is from my chapbook, "A Pilgrim's Quest--A Poet Visits the Holy Land". Scroll to the bottom of this website for ordering information.