Feasting By a Well

Have you anything to eat?
(Why do we awaken hungry?)
“Have you any meat?”
“Have you any fish?”
“You…give them something to eat”
(Why are we so hungry and thirsty?)
(do you mean it literally…?)
And what of the meat that you have to eat that you said we know nothing about?
John 4:32
We’re not getting something
He sent us for food
Mid-day heat and glare
And now back, we see
Him chatting with that woman
A Samaritan to boot.
She leaves with new
Quickness of step.
He says He has eaten
And well
Obeying His Father’s will.
And that’s a meal?
But hold on…
We eat to restore a body breaking
To equip for mission
For reproduction
Has He been doing that
Happy and stress-free?
Yep that’s a meal
And a good one.


Victory on the Blue-Green

Today another chariot-load

See them Father

The smiles, the joy

The diverse cultures

Registering surprise

The angels launching

Into their happy chores

The Family keeps arriving

As expected

The Spirit is so

Effective down there

So drawing

The Word full of life.

Now you just say it


And I’m on my way

Clouds part

That little place

Of blue and green

Stops its bickering

And its mendacity

And oppression

The patient, plaintive ones

Stellar in faith

See my arrival

My house-cleaning

My wrath

The wrath of a Lamb

My vindicating

And all the knees bow


And all the tongues confess

“Jesus is Lord”

To the glory of you



Just Like This Image


And I didn’t even think

My sins had raised

A fearsome tide

A drowning in the drink.

And only when my eyes

My feeble eyes

Began to see the flood

Did I give thought

Or place or care

To Jesus’ needful blood.

I cried out loud

And so un-proud

I needed Christ, none other.

And He reached through

My drowning view

And grasped this Little Brother.


(Doug Blair, Waterloo, ON)

Today’s Slant

Here’s how I am feeling about the posting process these days. I sent this to Bill over at Unshakable Hope. The man is an inspiration. I intend to treat him as if there is absolutely no personal handicap. His brilliance is often the brilliance of Christ through yet another vessel of clay.

My remark was as follows:

Bill you are part of the reason I blog. Someone who keeps an open ear for additional insight; who remains teachable. That is not to say that I see myself as “teacher” and the readers as “pupils”. I have often said to Anthony Gomez (Salvoes in Faith) that we are all fellow travelers exploring a beach and discovering, quite by Providence, beautiful seashells. We share this interest and delight and the gracious Lord feeds such hunger and curiosity. “Open your mouth wide and I will fill it.” Today I discover; tomorrow it’s you.

One other comment. Perhaps you feel a compunction to reply to every comment. Don’t do this. It may become banter. Singing to the choir. Better you pour your time and remarkable technology into another hum-dinger of a message…or just simply how you are feeling as one of the members of today’s flock…Doug

Anthony knows something about my change in momentum in blogging. I am under no tight time-table. It is very possible to go on long after the speaker has finished his message. That becomes only an insult to the listeners.

Has there been a lot of production over the past 5 years? Yep.

Four blogs on Wordsmith. Three on BlogSpot. Two sites on Google. One Channel on You Tube. Two Facebook accounts. Participation on three poetry forums. Over seventy-five faith booklets at issuu.com/dewane.

I have said it folks. I have nailed my position in Christ soundly to the wall. I will not sing to the choir anymore. If blogging cannot be proved to be a mighty instrument of testimony to the un-saved, then I am moving on to something else with a creative and spiritual legacy well recorded.

And how much of this has really been for me, anyway? Every blogger seeking to walk as Jesus walked must ask such nasty questions..Doug

The Knee Jerk

Psalm 44: 6 For I will not trust in my bow, neither shall my sword save me.

Trouble comes. The equilibrium is upset. It seems that the “default” is to conclude that I must plow my way out. I despair over lack of resource, allies, energy…whatever.

This is the knee jerk of self reliance. We were to have abandoned this long ago, but the lesson comes hard to the stubborn.

Oh perplexed one, by all means lay out the facts, assess resources at hand and the “climate”, get a decent rest, perhaps talk to a trusted friend, read a psalm or two in order to know that you are in sanctified company.

But then drop that cinder-block anchor out the back of the milk wagon. Go to prayer. Confess your undoubted dependence upon the Lord. Recall his precious former deliverances. Charge your battery with thanksgiving. Ask Jesus to provide some indicators and tell Him that you will proceed upon what you perceive but only for as long as you do not experience a check in your spirit. If the check comes, then repeat the above process. This I liken unto “walking in the Spirit” (Galatians 5: 16)

Remember how the followers of Moses had the assurance, comfort and protection of the cloud by day and the pillar of fire by night? They moved when the assurance moved; stopped when it stopped; blew a trumpet (of confidence) for the march. And formidable enemy nations stepped aside.

Doug Blair, Waterloo, ON


This song I heard this morning driving to the factory. An old favourite.

In the Ark, Safe

The Rest has come

When all outside is writhing

And Judgment’s Flood

Has checked all sin and vice

And God had warned

That mortal plans were folly

“Build my Ark”, His only sound advice.

And they had mocked

While I and family gathered

And they had watched all creatures enter in.

This Vessel meant to be the means of mercy

As thunder growled and

This day’s sunlight

Grew so threateningly dim.

We cannot watch the waters

Rise in devastation

Our only door aimed Heavenward

By His intent.

But we can hear their cries

Untimely pleadings

Too late to honour all our God had meant.


Note: In the original language the name Noah meant “rest”.