Friday nine am out here in the summer coffee from Tim Hortons

The Weave

Ken almost ninety died on April 14, 2021 in hospital NOT from covid, though he did catch it from a nurse!!

I loved this man like my Dad, 

Ina called today
I didn’t take the call
When I got home I got the news
The Weave is standing tall

Tall is how we’ll be
When standing with the Lord
The Weave and Wilson Carisle
See how they are adored

The Weave has left a legacy
It’s hint so long ago
The day the Weavers path was set
Church Army don’t you know

Ken’s love of his family
Oozed out from every pore
From great grand son and everyone
The key word was adore

That covid intervened
In Saturday last’s wedding
Might have been a clue
To where The Weave was heading

The Lord is so gracious
He kept Ken back for that
And then the irony
Ken got the covid splat

In the past week or so
When I last prayed for Ken
I asked the Lord
What shall I pray for him?

I knew by then Ken’s wish
‘I want no ICU’
So when the Lord said pray
for that, that’s what I had to do

I didn’t know back then
That’s a few days ago
That Ken would see the Lord
How in heaven would I know?

So I asked the Lord just now
What was with the ICU?
His reply was quick and clear
It was I’AM CALLING U

That explains what Ina said
When she called when I was out
Ken really wanted to go
No patience, without doubt!

I’ve known The Weave for seven years
We met him on The Boyers
Down by the lake walking our Greys
Who are our real employers

He led me to The Gifto
When I had no-one to see
A dentist then Tim Hortons
Friday coffee regularly

Then came the blessed covid
So we coffee’d by the lake
Then winter in the workshop
And Our Lord never opaque

Our hearts would bond in wonder
As we mulled on creations gifts
We bless you Ken in Heaven
But down here you will be missed


THE WEEP

Each time I re-read this wee poem
It makes me want to weep
But it’s not for myself, our loss
It’s The Lord’s love and His Keep

He has this Precious Keep
In which we all are sown
And when we love Him as is His Wont
That’s what gets the tears a’flowen

I sent it to a new friend today, and cried again  – I needed to post it here to honour a Champion, I know You are looking after him Lord.

Born in Scotland, lived in England, undeservedly married to Veronica, living in Canada. We have three daughters with wonderful families. An accountant by training, but a career mostly in Canada in varied business environments. After revelation about Our Triune God's Covenant and then retiring in 2014, I started writing poetry to try to understand the source of my childhood confusion and struggles since. The Lord's constant encouragement and love keeps drawing me to express my appreciation.