Friday, November 8, 2024

Beautiful River -Swannanoa

Beautiful River -Swannanoa

Devastating river, wind and rain
We see it along the way, the suffering, the hope
To the Valley Church we sing, we hear
How great thou art*


We see the Swannanoa,**
 -“beautiful river,” 
We gasp for understanding 
“O Lord my God
When I in awesome wonder
Consider all the works
Thy hands have made,

“helping in Jesus's name”- lining the way

You are for us / them and You love them, we read***

East and the West and every little thing that can come between 

Such is the love of God for his people


We don’t know how to get there 

But Jesus does 

You don’t know when the flood will sweep you away 

But The Limitless, bottomless, the wellspring of love does not separate



Help is near 

The “helping in Jesus's name”- lining the way

The River damages

Yet the angels of orange arrive, humbly bending to the knees


They lift and pray and physically move mountains 

For They drink from the river of Your overflowing kindness.

They get strength from all the good things in your house.
    You let them drink from your wonderful river. *




Who can rescue when the waters rise and the flood fills
First time in 54 years

Katherine 90 is rescued / a raft from her home

“Beautiful river- Beauty- it was not in it,

 it only came through the river in days gone by, 









All is Sinking to the bottom 

Grace covered Katherine 

“The story that God wrote and the story that she knows -are not the same

But God -you right every wrong and mercy is your song"


Katherine explaining the day.



Far and away the winds came, trees fell, and the storm waters rose

Robin and Wendy suffered some loss,

Tree after tree had fallen / tornado winds blew

Clearing began / the army of orange they say 

Clearing, carrying away the pain and hope given to live another day






Beautiful River -Swannanoa

Devastating river, wind and rain
We see it along the way, the suffering, the hope
To the Valley Church we sing, we hear
How great thou art*

We see the Swannanoa,**
 -“beautiful river,” 
We gasp for understanding 
“O Lord my God
When I in awesome wonder
Consider all the works
Thy hands have made,

You are for us / them and You love them, we read***

East and the West and every little thing that can come between 

Such is the love of God for his people


We don’t know how to get there 

But Jesus does 

You don’t know when the flood will sweep you away 

But The Limitless, bottomless, the wellspring of love does not separate 


Help is near 

The “helping in Jesus's name”- lining the way

The River damages

Yet the angels of orange arrive, humbly bending to the knees


They lift and pray and physically move mountains
For They drink from the river of Your overflowing kindness.
They get strength from all the good things in your house.
You let them drink from your wonderful river. *

Who can rescue when the waters rise and the flood fills
First time in 54 years

Katherine 90 is rescued / a raft from her home

“Beautiful river- Beauty- it was not in it,

 it only came through the river in days gone by, 


All is Sinking to the bottom 

Grace covered Katherine 

“The story that God wrote and the story that she knows -are not the same

But God -you right every wrong and mercy is your song"


Far and away the winds came, trees fell, and the storm waters rose

Robin and Wendy suffered some loss,

Tree after tree had fallen / tornado winds blew

Clearing began / the army of orange they say 

Clearing, carrying away the pain and hope given to live another day



Beautiful River -Swannanoa, Glimpse poetry by Joe Holuta


About this poem: Beautiful River- Swannanoa is a poem about a river that for hundreds of years gave life and in an instant came death and destruction. I visited western North Carolina near Asheville after hurricane Helene and served a few days with Samaritans Purse. 

The devastation was beyond words. We were able to help a couple higher in the mountains who suffered much tornado and water damage. And also a lovely woman near the river, who lost much in the flood. I attended a small church in the valley and I felt it incomprehensible on all that it would take to rebuild to get back to some type of normal - And the piercing loss. Since many had no flood insurance to cover the loss. 

Samaritans purse - helping in Jesus Name- gave hope and fine work recovery to the residents without cost and some trusted again in their Savior - seeing Gods love so apparent and free. - Joe Holuta


*How Great Thou Art  

by Stuart Wesley Keene Hine


** Swannanoa, derived from a Cherokee word meaning “beautiful river,” was settled in the 1780s by the first settler west of the Blue Ridge, Samuel Davidson.




*** Romans 8:31-39

Easy-to-Read Version
God’s Love in Christ Jesus
31 So what should we say about this? If God is for us, no one can stand against us. And God is with us. 32 He even let his own Son suffer for us. God gave his Son for all of us. So now with Jesus, God will surely give us all things.33 Who can accuse the people God has chosen? No one! God is the one who makes them right. 34 Who can say that God’s people are guilty? No one! Christ Jesus died for us, but that is not all. He was also raised from death. And now he is at his God’s right side, speaking to him for us. 35 Can anything separate us from Christ’s love? Can trouble or problems or persecution separate us from his love? If we have no food or clothes or face danger or even death, will that separate us from his love? 36 As the Scriptures say,
“For you we are in danger of death all the time.
People think we are worth no more than sheep to be killed.”
37 But in all these troubles we have complete victory through God, who has shown his love for us. 38-39 Yes, I am sure that nothing can separate us from God’s love—not death, life, angels, or ruling spirits. I am sure that nothing now, nothing in the future, no powers, nothing above us or nothing below us—nothing in the whole created world—will ever be able to separate us from the love God has shown us in Christ Jesus our Lord.

* Psalm 36:8 ERV

Sunday, November 3, 2024

The Porch









The Porch


One glance /the porch / flood of memories/ family times fill me


Remembrance/ birthdays, bridal showers, celebrations, wedding rehearsals dinners/

Visits of family/ friends/grandchildren.


A quiet day/ 

Recalling lively conversation, laughter, Can see the faces 

Remember tastes and smells 

  • pies /fresh coffee. 

Remembering the lives -holding them so close 

Feel their heart beating/

Sweet breath.


Quickly it passes- like yesterday/

Yearning - wanting it all back/

Yet lives are moving on/ transitioning/ beautiful times


"When did the holly berries get red again" 

 Another year has passed and the Thanksgiving season /coming soon……


“It might feel impossible

To force your gaze heavenward

When earth’s gravity is so weighty.”

Yet  Wonder can save and lift

Remembrance of the days and 

The porch view


The Porch, Glimpse poetry by Joe Holuta


About this poem: The Porch  is a poem about the joy of recalling wonderful memories at our home. The porch is a place where much of life happens. We can sit peacefully, gaze upward, remember, and are given strength again from God - for all of life’s heavy “gravity” moments. -Joe Holuta





































Beautiful River -Swannanoa

Beautiful River -Swannanoa Devastating river, wind and rain We see it along the way, the suffering, the hope To the Valley Church we sing, w...