Jubilee

Get the heck in or get the heck out,
Pickup a focus and jettison doubt;
If you're in business, well, that is just fine,
But pickup of focus or you're wasting time.

Waste is a concept with value its base:
Pour out resources quite slow or in haste
It doesn't matter – the target’s the thing –
Low value target? That's waste if you bring –

More value to it then it is of worth;
Jesus the target? Like Wisemen at birth
Brought valued treasures, their gifts for the King –
If he's a value, then that's what we bring.

You have a business? A hobby? A farm?
Castle? A country? Some cattle? A barn?
Children? Grandchildren? or neighbours and church?
Focus on treasure – don't leave in the lurch.

There is a nickname from ghetto-life sad,
(Not enough jobs in that place to be had)
“Leuft-mench”, an air-man – or lightweight, we say –
Did fifty things making none of them pay.

“Jobber” is close, doing this job or that –
Something comes up, they put on a new hat –
Specialization when market is small?
Out of the question – a bit from them all.

Focus is needed to rise up in skill
Craftsman, musician, just run-of-the-mill
’Till they get focused – ten thousand they say
Hours are needed till “expert” your way.

Value remaining in things of the past,
Divert resources if we hold on fast;
Use has now dropped, so resources are waste –
Drop them and focus on life, and make haste.

What are you after, in work that you do?
What is the focus of resources, Stu?
Like in that churchyard by side of the road –
What's the attraction which in you's taken hold?

All of the gravestones of people out there –
Names now in city, where they have repaired –
Nobody's out there, they've all moved away,
Now forty years since these folks passed away.

Erie that building – a stoppage in time –
Plaster had fallen though pulpit was fine;
Choir loft empty pews or of chairs,
Funerals and weddings no longer held there.

If it were of timber, it would have been moved,
Put to new users – as granary used –
Now it's abandoned, just hymnaries there,
Back from the days when I'd service prepare

I spent my life-time to find missing piece;
That was my focus – to find the release
So church could flourish in our present day,
Fulfill its mandate in some better way.

That makes two treasures in fields I have found –
Pearls of great value, as I look around –
“Autodidactic – the First Nations way”
“Third culture kids” key to church-life today.

“Stu, what's the next thing I want you to do?”
“Integrate givers in body-life too.”
“Do it – and focus on a task which you see,
Nothing's a waste, when it's worthwhile to me.”

What about treasure I found in the field?
Where is the pay-off those treasures should yield?
They think I'm foolish to squander my cash
Chasing such rainbows, not using my stash.”

“Just hang on Stu-art, it all will work out,
I've got a plan – its success not in doubt;
Finding the third of the rings in this set,
Brings it full circle, in future's the rest.

“Pour it all out, no resources hold back,
I will provide all the things that you lack;
Just fill the needs which confront you each day,
They don't depend on your working for pay.

“I will provide, just relax in that way;
Hand in my hand as you live out each day;
Photographs, writing, will leave them a trail;
Spirit-led learning in me cannot fail.

Don't carry people – release, set them free –
They'll live their lives, and successful will be;
Like that “fifth business” or “baritone line”,
Find missing pieces and put them in rhyme.

Eight hundred poems, twelve novels, to date,
(Other productions, a focus for waste –
That's not your baby, was useful in past)
Time to let go – do things which I've asked.

Clear out the garbage from days of the past,
Stripped down to people – do things that I ask;
If there's no people, ask “Why am I here?”
Pour out resources on what you hold dear.”

Writing – the focus for output today?
“No – it is people, that's only a way –
Sorting your thinking; of sounding-board use;
Leaving a trail that the others can use.

“Poetry's tighter and easy to read,
Folks bring their context and draw what they need;
Pictures can do that but that's not the way,
I want to use you – through you have my say.

“People, it's people, the rest is just trash,
Cluttering life, not the way that I've asked;
You're interactive, in curious way,
Toss all the rest, go with people today.

“It's the results which I called for that day,
Just how you get them, no matter, I say –
But you have asked me, to me there’s no doubt,
People – just people, that's what it's about.

“Use the results which you've found to this day,
People will copy when you lead the way;
You are a candle in darkness – such light
Cannot be hidden – walk into the night.

“Work that I do through you, Stu-art each day
Doesn't take tools which are costly – just say
Words which I give you, stay out of the way
Others release – in my Jubilee way.

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