Saturday, October 14, 2017

New Sight

Eye surgery complete
and eye patch securely in place,
I went to bed.
A new world greeted me
when the patch was removed 
in the the morning.
A world where images
  focused clear and true
 into the distance.
A world filled with 
long forgotten colors-
  lilac, turquoise, peach,
  lemon yellow, and orange.
Looking outside, I encountered
bold red bluffs, black lava stones,
and yellow and white hills.
I stood overcome by the astounding beauty
of my new home area, 
beauty I had never before seen.
Gone was the depressive dimness.
  and the oppressive yellow-grayness
  that I had accepted as reality.
Filled with new hope and joy,
I looked up into a bright blue sky,
grateful for new sight.

Monday, October 9, 2017


Ever seeking to balance
my longing to help others,
     with my need to recharge;
my desire to interact
     with my yearning for solitude;
my joy in experiencing the world
    with my drive to analyze it;
my dedication in applying concepts
    with my thirst to discover principles;
my enjoyment of activity
    with my need for stillness;
my implementation of details
    with my craving for the whole picture;
my devotion in giving others support
    with the aching to nurture myself;
my drive to implement knowledge
    with my hunger to understand it;
my satisfaction in accomplishment
    with the refreshment of meditation;
I move gracefully
    between the inner and outer worlds;
    between giving out and taking in;
    between loving others and nurturing self;
as I strive to maintain
the delicate balance of my life.

Age Adjustment

Now that my eyes are "fixed",
   the ptergium growth and cataracts removed,
I expected to immerse myself in reading
    and work on the computer as long as I wanted,
but my aching 67 year old eyes
   reminded me that they tire quickly.

As my body gains strength,
I envision long energetic hikes,
only to find that my several injuries
     and weak adrenal glands
dictate a more sedate ramble.

Yes my ageing body will never return to
    its youthful state in this life,
but it has given me both the wisdom and capacity
    to live a life more full, balanced, and loveing
than I have never known before.

Sunday, June 11, 2017

Desert Adjustment

by Cheryl Merrick

Seeing miles and miles of desert landscape
stretching out desolately before me,
I cringed.

Could I be happy here?
With a heart longing for 
refreshing green canyons,
cool rushing water,
and towering trees arching overhead,
I began my new life in the desert.

Now a year later,
my eyes are soothed 
by the many greens of the desert shrubs,
and my heart gladdened by the exquisite beauty
of even the tiniest desert flower.

Tuesday, June 6, 2017

Retired One Year

by Cheryl Merrick

Seeing retired people
as people who spend
their entire day playing golf,
or wandering the world,
I'm surprised that after
 our first year of retirement,
we remain clubless
 and travelless.

It is wonderful to finally retire
from the constant strain
 of earning a living
and raising children.

Thursday, May 18, 2017

What is Fear?

Fear is the robber of peace,
and the destroyer of hope.
It is doubt in yourself, others, and God,
     running wild and taking you with it.

Fear is a knot in your stomach,
a thumping in your heart,
and an invisible hand gripping your chest.

Fear is the preemptor of love.
As we focus on our own needs;
"What will I do if --
     he dies? if they do that? if the baby isn't perfect,
     if we lose our job, or our relationship?" ;
our concern turns inward where, like weeds,
fear crowds out our love for others.

Wednesday, March 29, 2017


When birds sing again
and green shoots push through bare ground;
When seemingly dead twigs
burst into blossom ,
and newness sparkles in the air;
We remember our Savior
who brought new life to man
giving us hope that after death
our bodies will live again,
and that our spirits may be healed,
and with new life,
blossom into greatness.

Wednesday, January 25, 2017

Needing Each Other

He needs predictability
I need opportunity

He needs order
I need flexibility

He needs routine
I need variety

He needs time to work
I need time to think

He needs a plan
I need follow through

He needs my enthusiasm
I need his calmness

We both need each other

Friday, January 20, 2017

We're Home!

Everything is strange.
I don't even recognize the trees or birds.
Who lives in the houses around us?
Where are the stores and parks?

Having trouble sleeping,
I open my eyes at night
and gaze apprehensively
into the dark cavernous living room.

I feel lost and so alone.
This new house doesn't feel like "Home",
but our old house doesn't either.

Overwhelmed, I stare
at the small mountain of boxes,
wondering which one holds my underwear
and which one my dish washing detergent.

Finally, with an excited determination,
I tackle the boxes,
opening each and finding places for our things.

As the days pass and
 the mound of boxes shrinks,
there comes a day when
I look around and sigh--
"We're Home!"

(my feelings about moving after living in our old home for 40 years)