Monday, January 24, 2011

Time to Reflect


I wish I could name more of these stars.
I know the big dipper,
but I wish I could say
"Oh, there's Pleiades,
and Andromeda"
For to know the name 

is the beginning of understanding;
and to understand
is to conquer.
But it is not for the conquering
that I name,
but to know.

To know its essence.
So that by knowing,
I may become more one with.
And perhaps by knowing the world around me,
I may better know myself.

Tuesday, January 18, 2011

Into the Light


    It has been said that beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Many forms of beauty that are universally recognized. For instance – who doesn’t think a vibrant sunset is beautiful? Or a sleeping baby? Or a creek through a lush forest or the sun glinting of curving dunes? Or the male or female form? Or the moon or stars? Or a life well lived?
    What is it about these things that makes them beautiful? They are all part of creation. Made in God’s hands and given with love for all to enjoy. If these things are truly created in God’s image, what a beautiful God we serve!
    Yet beauty is more than we see, more than that which is physically evident. An action can be beautiful. The giving of one’s self through love has more beauty than that a grain of sand can contain; for it is a reflection of the relationship that God originally intended. How beautiful it would be to be totally vulnerable, yet totally loved. Yet this is the kind of love the Jesus gives to us. To lay down his life upon that cross in total suffering so that those whom captured and killed him could be set free. What beauty!
    If the beauty on this earth and love shared by those who inhabit it are but a mere reflection of God, than God’s beauty is must be more beautiful than any of us can ever imagine possible. More than any eye could behold. 

Written by Thomas Robinson - May 2009

Sunday, January 9, 2011


Here I sit on this verge between,
Grey and blue, and all around green.
Little raindrops from the sky,
Fall upon this knoll up high.
Aye, the wind, is but a breeze.
Gust upon gust, nothing to seize.

As I huddle from the rain,
I think of all creation lain:
In the heavens and on the earth
All the glory nature does birth.
Thankful for the life I’ve seen,
As I sit on this verge between.

- Thomas Robinson

Saturday, January 1, 2011

Leaf Spiral

Photo by David Robinson


It doesn't make sense to me that all humanity is dependent upon one person, upon one life, death and resurrection. How can it be that so many billions and trillions of people throughout all time need to turn and believe in one man, said to be God, who isn't even seen. How is this the necessity in order to have meaning in life and meaning after life?  That this one person would have the audacity to ask you to change your entire life to live like He did. Doesn't that seem a little self-centered? And yet. Yet, what a life to live up to: a life that is exactly opposite of self centered. In humility, he served others, putting himself down to raise others up. So selfless that he gave up his life so that you may live. There is no greeter example of love. No greater story. No greater truth. It is not for Jesus' good that He asks you to live like him, no. It is for your own good. For through him, we receive the greatest treasure. It is in this we hope, in His love that we take faith in following the unseen.

Written by Thomas Robinson 2 Jan 2010