“… You leave us breathless …”

You leave us breathless

You leave us breathless. 

      One new morning

            One new mercy

      One new joy

            One new breathless sunrise

      One new joy every morning

            One new leaning back

      One deep breath

            When we are breathless

      One Hope of the far corners of the Earth

             and distant seas

You leave us breathless, Glimpse poetry by Joe Holuta

About this poem: You leave us breathless, is a poem about new mercies every morning and every evening. - Joe Holuta

John Piper reminds us of the illustration from C. S. Lewis, “‘I was standing today in the dark tool shed. The sun was shining outside, and through the crack at the top of the door there came a sunbeam. From where I stood that beam of light, with the specks of dust floating in it, was the most striking thing in the place. Everything else was almost pitch black. I was seeing the beam, not seeing things by it.

“‘Then I moved, so that the beam fell on my eyes. Instantly the whole previous picture vanished. I saw no tool shed, and above all no beam. Instead I saw, framed in the irregular cranny at the top of the door, green leaves moving on the branches of a tree outside, and beyond that, ninety-odd million miles away, the sun. Looking along the beam, and looking at the beam are very different experiences.’

“The sunbeams of blessing in our lives are bright in and of themselves. They also give light to the ground where we walk. But there is a higher purpose for these blessings. God means for us to do more than stand outside them and admire them for what they are. Even more he means for us to walk into them and see the sun from which they come. If the beams are beautiful, the sun is even more beautiful. God’s aim is not that we merely admire his gifts, but, even more, his glory."

"For we are the product of His hand, heaven's poetry etched on lives, to accomplish the good works God arranged long ago. "

Ephesians 2:10 voice

“You leave us breathless when Your awesome works answer us 

by putting everything right. God of our liberation— 

You are the hope of all creation, 

from the far corners of the earth to distant life-giving oceans. 

With immense power, You erected mountains. Wrapped in strength, 

You compelled Choppy seas, crashing waves, and crowds of people 

To sit in astonished silence. Those who inhabit the boundaries of the earth are awed by Your signs, strong and subtle hints of Your indelible presence.

 Even the dawn and dusk respond to You with joy.”

Psalm 65:5-8 (Voice)

Far corners of the earth to life giving oceans

“…dolce vita… sweet life”

 Dolce Vita

 (Sweet life)

Sweet life, sweetest life

Morning sun, cool evening 

Dolce Vita, the veranda, chairs and table green

Laughter, dinner, sunbright day closes, 

Life renews 

Inside, sweet life, not a sound 

Swaddled safe, breath so fine 

Not a care, 

The way she sees now in contrasts,

but to us colors bright- dolce vita

Weightless to us now, priceless bundle

Strolling, songbird afternoon

Summersong in the air 

Cared for, abundant life

“Trusting in kind love forever and ever, it will never fail.”

So much more perceivable, 

Words cannot express

Works and ways of God

Mystery called life

Dolce Vita (sweet life), Glimpse poetry by Joe Holuta

About this poem: Dolce Vita (sweet life) is a poem about a day with Maude, our newest granddaughter, two weeks young. The mystery of life, the continuance of family in a human being that started so tiny from microscopic DNA into a newborn. Everything new to her eyes, ears, touch, taste, and fragrance. Grace and light in the space called life. - Joe Holuta

 "I saw all the works and ways of God, and it became clear to me that no one is able to grasp fully this mystery called life. Try as we might, we cannot discover what has been done under the sun. Even if the wise claim to know, they really haven’t discovered it." Ecclesiastes 8:17 VOICE