The Song of the Manchild Miracle

From the work The Jaguar Oracle: A lament with hope from a child who has lost his parents and is searching for them after washed ashore from a shipwreck. The animals name him Miracle. Paco is a “manchild,” as they call him, a son of “Man.” They listen to the child lament.

Three Signs of a Good Community

It is possible to find a collective work in progress called “community” who heal from their bruises and commune with the Bruised and Resurrected One. What are some indicators we may have found such a people on the journey toward Him?

The Other Side of Myself

A poem on being a third-culture person, also known as third-culture individual (TCI) or third-culture kid (TCK). These are souls whose growing-up years included an element significantly different than the culture of their parents or home nationality. I would like to thank my Iraqi acquaintances who grew up in the Netherlands for inspiring me to write this.

On Daniel 10:1-11:1

We are exploring how Daniel leveraged his pain point to make margin for communication with the Lord in Daniel 10:1 to 11:1. I recommend reading this in the New Living Translation paired with another translation of your choice.

Why I Search the Scriptures

I search the Scriptures to experience the Incarnation, not to justify my pre-existing doctrinal conclusions. Only in this way can I avoid my doctrine becoming a stack of sandbags from behind which I shoot critiques at those who do not agree. But if I read the Scriptures to experience the Incarnation, the Word of God becomes an encounter with the …

The Gift of Saffron

A poem about saffron, a renowned seasoning and medicinal herb cultivated near Mashhad, Iran, and elsewhere. Women with gentle fingers and patient dispositions hand-harvest the crimson stamen ‘threads,’ the essence of which produces a calming effect on a person, enriches flavor, and soothes the skin. Worth thousands of dollars per kilo, it is the world’s costliest spice.

Your Weakness Saves You, Part 2

Weakness (if we let it) can drive us through the crowd of cares and distractions until we — like the hemorrhage-weakened woman in the Capernaum throng — reach the place of the One who knows us. We feel the encounter. Weakness is turned to strength.

Do We Do Dissent Well?

Good-hearted leaders keep good-hearted dissenters on their team. They intuitively know that the inconvenience of counterbalancing counsel is far better than the catastrophe of creating an echo chamber of yes men.  The key — as in anything — is that one is good-hearted. It means we don’t go after motives, we go after an honest exploration of the truth together. …

Vision and Our Need for New Lenses

The more compelling the vision, the harder it can be to see immediate needs of those around you. That’s why we’re better together. We help one another see what we can’t see ourselves. Then authentic love can grow.  In The Jaguar Oracle series, Tripp is a visionary operating a vast, high-tech ranch in South Texas called Eden’s Bend, where his entrepreneurial …

Motives, Mysteries, and Leaders

The original sin of the human race was a misreading of Another’s motives, and it has gotten worse ever since. Why is that? Why does this condition continue to hinder harmony, health, and progress? The problem is we cannot see motives. We can only see actions. We can only see — to use a more picturesque phrase — the fruit of the garden of the other.

Ode to the Last Jaguar

The animals of my tale do not know they are being written about. They pause my plot line often, laying aside my need for efficiency and control. This is because they have a culture of poetry, prayer, and storytelling that can only take place by making space for reflection.

Here is a sample of one of the twenty-six original poems in The Trail to the Lonely Tree, Book 1 of the Jaguar Oracle (2nd edition).

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Humility and Geography

Humility is a question of geography. It has to do with where you are seated. Are others given the space due them, or do you remain the imagined center? Consider this example of a young lady and elderly gentleman on the metro.

Honesty and the Risks We Take

Honesty is in conflict with our need to feel in control. This is because honesty empowers others to respond in ways we do not want them to. It also might reveal we are not enough of the thing others prefer us to be. But if we are to align with the next world and if we are to live in harmony with ourselves, we must risk honesty. The reward is worth it, the loss light and momentary in light of eternity.

For Sam on His Graduation Day

In celebration of Samuel Benjamin Mahler’s graduation from high school, Friday, 14 May 2021. A blessing from his parents. Sam is the fifth and final child of Kurt and Karen Mahler, who are rich with three daughters, two sons, two sons-in-law, and a grandson. Sam is just as at home under the hood of a car as he is with a guitar. He is cool to little tikes and a comfort to the aged. We are proud of him as he contemplates a gap year after high school to invest in the nations.

The Sculptor

An ode to renowned Lebanese sculptor Elias el-Melky, who passed on 26 April 21, age 98. A reflection on the man according to the photo of him featured courtesy of his daughter Noel Melky Helou.

Our First Calling is to Listen

We are born into a labyrinth where the clues on the walls are mixed with lures that get us lost. Like the legend of Theseus and the minotaur, the danger is far greater than just wasting time. Going through the labyrinth is a life-or-death affair. In the same way Theseus traced his steps through the maze with a line of thread, we also have a line by which to thread the maze of possibilities before us: by listening our way through them.

Worst-Case Scenario Faith

The two greatest Christian poets in Western Civilization were disillusioned politicians. Dante Alighieri (1265-1321) and John Milton (1608-1674) gave the prime of their lives to the political causes of their days but ended up on the losing side. How did they respond? With very long poems about one short word: “yet.”

Pray Like Mr. Rogers

In the film Mr. Rogers, we watch him intercede for those he knows. How does he pray for them? He names their names. Slowly he savors the speaking of each name as if it were a summer pear ripe with prophetic promises, a gentle firstfruits proclamation of all that is to come. And that’s it. That’s all he does.  He …

Sostis

A poem honoring the hermit of Santorini, one Sostis, who has lived on the isle of Nea Kameni in the Santorini archipelago of the Aegean Sea since the 1980s.

Lament of Duke Ulrich

A poem exploring the heart of an historical incident when, in 1519, Duke Ulrich of Württemberg hid in the Fog Cave in southern Germany to escape death, assisted by a farmer.

Ode To the Moon

O moon you have moved me from before I Knew my right hand from my left, filling eyes With glow before I know a thought to think About what I behold before your light Transforming all things to another world Where all is clothed with living secrets viewed In silent air that carries them from one To another until all …

Hopkins Gives the Windhover a Voice

Hopkins’ heart is stirred by the extravagant love gift of a single bird. It leads to greater awe: if noble things like this inspire wonder, how much more the common things, as common as the shine of plow-split earth and the glow of gashed open embers. We too, like Hopkins, are wooed by the Creator through the art he created. And we, like Hopkins, are to give it all a voice: a dialogue with the One through whom all things are made.

Ode to Kaija-Liisa

Written on the occasion of the news of the assassination of friends Kaija-Liisa Martin and Seija Järvenpää on 24 July 14 by men on a motorcycle as they taxied to work in Herat, Afghanistan. (Their first names are pronounced “kaya lisa” and “sae-ya”.) Kaija Liisa had served in Afghanistan since 1998 as a community developer, a role that had included …

I Will Follow Tom

On hearing the news of the murder of one of my leaders and mentors, optometrist Tom Little, in Badakhshan Province, Afghanistan, after a medical expedition to Nuristan. Tom had given thirty-seven years of service to the Afghan people, risking his life to provide life when others had evacuated the chaos of war. He and his wife, with their three daughters, …

The Path of Dan

In contemplation of the murder of one of my mentors, community development coordinator Dan Terry, in Badakhshan Province, Afghanistan, after a medical expedition to Nuristan. He and his wife, with their three daughters, served across political, ethnic, and religious boundary lines through a monarchy, a dictatorship, two Communist coups, a Soviet invasion, a mujahedeen civil war, the Taliban, and the current …

Spirit and Truth

Flat deck upon the flow of currents sub Marine transfixed between behemoth’s lair Below and gull bird paradise above A face supporting fuselages sleek But folded, clipped, and crowded to the edge With tails and tips suspended ‘bove the sheer And empty drop: row on row exposure To wave-driving winds and threat’ning black banks But cabled through it all that …

On Beauty

On we go into the dark winding park Until finding there a flower strange in Color and delight, aroma wide and Deep that tells a story inviting me Into its great dance that went on before I was, and will dance after I will be. Strange to see how this fair bloom speaks wonders Without a word, nor does she …

Ode to Fred Mahler

My father Frederick Ernest Mahler, born 17 June 1934, died on 12 December 2016 due to multiple complications including emphysema and diseases in his feet. He was a war veteran, military historian, camper, collector, and sales and marketing representative for Mobil Oil Corp. He loved his family. Here is a poem in his honor.             And he …

Worship and the Conversion of Creation

Creation is mute. We give it a voice. Creation expresses not only how wise God is, but how highly He values us. It is a lavish love gift. And we, who are made in His image, are uniquely qualified to articulate those things. For we are the central intersection of the visible and invisible worlds, the place where the biological and the …

Music and the Holy Spirit

Heaven operates in the fullness of all things to which the good of creation testifies, including good music. But music is more than an accent decor to the halls of eternity. It is within the very nature of the Spirit who brooded over creation in the first place. The Holy Spirit–that is, the Spirit of God–is not an abstract, but …

Why Weakness?

Weakness is a creative, committed delivery boy. He gives us unwanted gifts that limit our abilities. The gifts are space makers, creating a gap between us and our goals, a gap that only grace can fill. Weakness reveals our assumptions, prevents our pride, and perfects our strength. We are prone to assume that what we want is best accomplished through …

Why Suffering?

Here are three reasons that begin to explore the answer: solidarity, sanctification, and supplication. Solidarity: by suffering we come in contact with that which is common to all mankind. Our personal pain grants us legitimacy to look into the eyes of the fellow sufferer. It gives us authority to speak the word of comfort deep enough to matter and credible enough to strengthen. …

Prayer for Ashley

In response to the news of a friend who is facing the seriousness of her disease and hoping against hope for the healing available in Jesus: Father in heaven Father of Ashley Father redeeming Father of lights Never rejecting Always receiving Birthing and naming Sunrise and nights: Battle for Ashley Sister beloved Ashley in heaven Ashley on earth— One in …

Are You in Love?

If self-giving love is at the heart of the universe–if a person is there, not a mathematical equation or an abstract mix of good and evil–then we have a solid starting block from which to trust. If God is good–so good that He can creatively capitalize on evil and not withdraw from it as He rolls up His sleeves and …

When Offended

The issue is not so much who is more right than whom. The issue is who is more in love with the Incarnate Word. For it is out of the wellspring of this self-giving love that we find a secret better than the joy of being vindicated. It is the joy of being understood by the One who sees us. …