The World From My Doorstep
Lord,
I painted the door
In front of you,
I screwed on the knocker
twenty years ago,
but the handle was always there.
Few ever build a house from scratch.
I laid the slabs on the path,
but the tree is yours, Lord.
Did you know it's a Laburnum tree?
Of course you did.
You can see wooden garages,
on the other side of the wall, across the road.
I remember Margaret kept her car in one.
It was a grey 1970s fiat
Two or three times a week she'd visit her brother.
He had been in hospital for over 70 years.
I always think of her when I see the garages.
Her brother's long gone,
So has she,
Yet it was an amazing act of loyalty and commitment to a brother.
70 years of visiting a mental hospital.
The plumber has his yard just behind the garages
Its handy when the pipes freeze
Or the central heating gives up.
When I see the plumber's building I remember his phone number
its the same as ours except for the last digit.
Its funny the things you remember when you see a building.
In the distance is the Crown Steeple of Craigmailen Church
A very Scottish steeple design.
Its just like St Giles in Edinburgh
Only not so elaborate.
The Church in the distance says it all.
The steeple in the shape of a crown
reminds me of your claim on me Lord.
The Crown Rights of the Redeemer
When I open my door I see the steeple.
Everything in heaven and earth is yours
from knockers to plumbers to trees
Lord ,
Forgive me when I neglect to acknowledge
Your Kingship
Even when I see the symbol everyday from my doorstep.
Posted By: Helmut On: 2 Aug 2011 At: 6:47pm
I like what I see and read!