By Jonathan H. Westover

My Lord,
The son of God and Redeemer
of my soul;
In the darkness
of my suffering,
I turn to thee.
Succor me in my infirmities.
Comfort me in my anguish.
Help me find relief in Thee.
Thou art the Christ, my Lord.

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by Georgia Jensen Blosil

We once walked dearly together
In a beloved forgotten realm.
Yet–in quiet thought,
Echoes of what we once shared
Whisper to us tender memories
In a language
Only of the heart.

Now we must walk
In an oft-times puzzling, lonely world,
Separated by languages of the tongue,
And opposing, turbulent philosophies.
To whom can we look for guidance
Along our wind-blown, arduous paths
To the still waters of truth?

Who can shepherd us
Into the lush, green pastures
Of self-understanding,
Divine sisterhood, wifehood,
And cherished motherhood–
With humble, forgiving hearts,
And loving, helpful hands?

“The Lord is our Shepherd.”
In Him we shall not want.
He anoints our heads
With goodness and mercy,
Restoring us, leading us back
To dwell in His house.
The House of the Lord–
Our Home
Forever.

Georgia Blosil’s poetry is available through desertbook.com.

by Andrea Lauritzen

“Where are Joshey’s shoes?
Where could they be now?
“Maybe a monster ate them,
or an elephant, or cow.”
“Perhaps something’s carried them off,
or they’ve walked away by themselves.”
“Could they have floated away,
or hidden atop the shelves?
Are they waiting inside the toy box,
or peeking out from beneath the stairs?
What if we can find only one?”
“But shoes always come in pairs.”
“Where are Joshey’s shoes?
Where could they be now?
“We must look everywhere.
We must find them somehow.”
“Did a giraffe chew them to pieces?
Did an alligator swallow them whole?
Perhaps, a tiny mischievious fairy
has set them high on a pole.”
“Maybe Joshey lost them
when he went out to play.
We must find those shoes!
We must find them today!
“Did a witch turn them into a pumpkin,
a toadstool, spider, or frog?
Perhaps they have wandered away.”
“Or been carried off by a dog.”
“Maybe they’re lost in the forest
frightened of every sound.”
“Wherever those shoes have gone
they certainly must be found.”
“Let’s look outside in the woodpile.
Or indoors beneath the couch.”
“Could they have moved to Australia
to live in a kangaroos pouch?”
“They are either in the house
or somewhere very close by.”
“Perhaps, the reason they’re hiding
is because they are awfully shy.”
“We have searched inside and out.”
We have peeked in every nook.”
“But our search is not yet ended.
We have one more place to look.”
“Let’s glance under the bed.
It’s the last place we’ll look today.”
“Oh, here are Joshey’s shoes.”
“Where he left them yesterday.”