Monthly Archives: April 2010

The Martha In Me

“At Jesus Feet” by Nathan Greene

“She (Martha) had a sister called Mary who sat at the Lord’s feet listening to what He said. But Martha was distracted by all the preparations that had to be made.” Luke 10:39,40a

Too often Martha takes charge–
I schedule service with conditions,
workboots clomp on everything
threatening my control –
I curse the one who’s late,
ignore the longing in my daughter’s eyes to chat,
dismiss women with Watchtower at my door –
not aware I’ve stamped out
embers of His presence.
Frenzied spirit, already irritated with talk-show whining
pours caustic retort on husband,
‘No!’ when son asks bread,

–while Mary sits confined to a corner of my heart
shaking her head in sadness and disbelief:
Girl, when will you learn
to serve Him you must first
let Him serve you.
You will not hear His zephyr voice
above the drumbeat of agenda,
motion’s clatter or ambition’s roar.
Open yourself to interruption, serendipity,
stillness. Be flexible, available
to sit down or jump up
at His impractical bidding.

© 2004 by Violet Nesdoly


First published in my Calendar (2004).


Posted by on April 27, 2010 in Religious


Spring Isn’t (because it is that time of year again)

Spring isn’t pallid snowdrops
shyly coil’d in chilly Feb.
It isn’t jewel primulas
or burgeoning rhodo’s red.

Not hyacinths poking through dirt
or blossom bursts of plum,
not heather clumps abuzz once more
with bees that float and hum.

Not tulips or camellias
unfurling on the scene,
nor lilacs or forsythia
soon giving way to green.

But in the vernal equinox
‘midst sprouting oats and flaxes
it’s bureaucrats whose grasping hands
insist I spring for taxes.

© 2004 by Violet Nesdoly


I wrote this poem for a contest run by Inscribe Christian Writers Fellowship in 2004. It was first published in their newsletter FellowScript, but I have trotted it out several times during the tax season since then.

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Posted by on April 13, 2010 in Light


Black Hole

“Gospel” is a beige word, one of those words we read but it doesn’t register because it’s so common. It shouldn’t be that way. For gospel” (euangelion), a word that means “good news,” has significance to all of us. While in ancient Greek “gospel” referred to the reward given for bringing good news, in the New Testament it means the good news itself.

Good news about what? About God and humankind. About the promise of salvation and its fulfillment by the life, death, resurrection and ascension of Jesus Christ.

The poem “Black Hole” talks about one aspect of that.

I first did some reading around black holes years ago when one of my kids was researching a science project. The theory that matter and light swept into a black hole’s vortex are lost to us forever remind me of what happened to sin when Jesus died on the cross.

“The darkness at the crucifixion” – Gustave Dore, 1865

“About noon darkness fell across the entire land…” Mark 15:33

Forbidden fruit’s magnetic lure,
crimson Jealousy, Murder,
consuming Lust,
that bangs down doors.

Fear, Conniving,
Lies – “She is my sister.”
Complaints, Grumbling, Muttering
Demands: “We want a king.”
Whining, Rebellion: “Who made you king?”
Gagging, Tormenting,
Killing truth-sayers.

Disease – rotting limbs,
glazed eyes, fever,
Demonized, rage-filled shrieks
Schemes, Betrayal, Mockery:
Curses, Spitting
“If you’re so wonderful
come down from the cross.”

All vortexed that afternoon
in thick, heavy Evil.
Tear-your-hair-out Despair.
Darkness. Sin’s sum total
sucked into a black hole…

“It is finished.”

© 2007 – V. Nesdoly

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Posted by on April 2, 2010 in Religious