Just Another Saturday

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Chasing the wind,
as it swirls and moans.
As ominous dark clouds
stream across the sky.
Hiding a velvet blanket of eternal blue.

Rolling on dusty trails,
that seemingly lead nowhere.
As blood slowly drips red
down ever pistoning knees.
Midst tortured lungs and raged breath.

Shredding the downhills,
over scattered rocks and roots.
As a the late evening light
plays hide and seek.
Just another Saturday mountain bike ride.

~Mark Schutter ©2015

What did you do today?

Death and Life

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So death where is your supposed sting?
Don’t you see,
you ain’t no big thing.

You were defeated on a hill long ago.
Once and for all,
it was finished just so.

We cry for those who’ve gone before.
In sadness and grief,
to hope we cling all the more.

As angels rejoice and dance joyfully.
In a living hope,
we believe in a life eternally.

Rest in grace by which we are saved.
From deaths grip,
for which the price was paid.

On our behalf he came willingly for us.
Under heavens curtain,
in mercy not judgement we trust.

~Mark Schutter ©2015

I wrote this poem quickly tonight after hearing earlier today that a younger cousin of mine had died following her battle with cancer. I believe that physical death is not the end and that there is a living hope by which we can have eternal life. God bless!

Black and White

imageBlack and white
Wrong and right
Truth lies just beyond our sight

Beauty and grace
Leather and lace
Mercy takes judgements place

Light and dark
Shadows and sparks
Eternal love traces a slow arc

~Mark Schutter ©2015

I sometimes just don’t get it. If we all make up our own versions of what is right or wrong (black or white) then it seems we are left with a muddied shade of gray. What are your thoughts on this?