Very awesome poem

Priest's Song

When I have no title I make
one up- irreverend.

When I have no collar I roll
my neck round.

When I have no church I steeple
my fingers.

When I have no pupit I rpeach
running.

When I have no altar I celebrate
my backyard.

When I have no wine I weep
blood tears.

When I have no bread I am
a sacrament.

When I have no God I pray
anyway.

-Rev. Lyn G. Brakeman

the reverend

It's a new phase of life. The reverend part has begun. And let me just say, I am happy. Certainly there are still disappointments and setbacks- there are still things I wish were different, but I have finally been affirmed in this calling that I have had since twelve or thirteen. On July 4th, I will preside over my first Holy Communion and the following week I will get to serve the same sacrament to my youth. And I already feel holy. I feel honored and special. And it is amazing to feel happy, something I don't always feel.

A lot of people I know hesitate to tell people they are a minister. But lately, I've been finding myself telling people right out. I don't just say, "I work at a church." I say, "I am a pastor." It is one of the most fulfilling things to say I work for God.

I don't know what is next, and let's face it, I never do. I can't say what will happen tomorrow. I don't know where I will be next year. But I know that God is with me and I pray that whatever is next, I can endure.

winter, spring, summer, or fall

For all those who know what this means to me, I'm thinking of you today.


When your down and troubled
And you need a helping hand
And nothing, whoa nothing is going right.
Close your eyes and think of me
And soon I will be there
To brighten up even your darkest nights.
You just call out my name,
And you know where ever I am
I'll come running, oh yeah baby
To see you again.
Winter, spring, summer, or fall,
All you have to do is call
And I'll be there, yeah, yeah, yeah.
You've got a friend.
If the sky above you
Should turn dark and full of clouds
And that old north wind should begin to blow
Keep your head together and call my name out loud
And soon I will be knocking upon your door.
You just call out my name and you know where ever I am
I'll come running to see you again.
Winter, Spring, summer or fall
All you got to do is call
And I'll be there, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Hey, ain't it good to know that you've got a friend?
People can be so cold.
They'll hurt you and desert you.
Well they'll take your soul if you let them.
Oh yeah, but don't you let them.
You just call out my name and you know wherever I am
I'll come running to see you again.
Oh babe, don't you know that,
Winter Spring summer or fall,
Hey now, all you've got to do is call.
Lord, I'll be there, yes I will.
You've got a friend.
You've got a friend.
Ain't it good to know you've got a friend.
Ain't it good to know you've got a friend.
You've got a friend.