Lori Renée Devey
Shanghai Blog

Dino Beach



On Wednesday morning Jameson and I attend my friend Jodie’s mum’s group. Jodie is my gorgeous New Zealand friend who has a huge heart for expats (especially the newbies) and has been said to “collect” us in heaps!

My Sri Lankan friend Nilushi, who also attends our mum’s group, was quite keen on doing a final summer outing before her daughters returned to school. Nilushi suggested that we all go to a water park called Dino Beach, in Puxi.

So all 16 of us (including our friend Jennifer, her two children with her mother-in-law who all just moved back to the states, Nilushi with her two daughters, Jodie with her three daughters, Melissa with Abby and Alex, Jameson and I) piled into Nilushi and Jennifer’s two vans and headed out to Puxi.

The weather seemed promising and held out for most of the day. We were not shocked to see that Dino beach was more crowded than Waikiki beach, but hardly prepared for the struggle we had just getting through line to purchase our tickets.

But, once we were in, we were pleasantly surprised to find a fabulously outfitted water park, not too unlike Water World in Concord, California near our home in Pleasant Hill.

Nilushi and Jodie enjoying a day at the "beach"

 
Jennifer relishing her last major outing
before moving back home to Oklahoma
We miss you already, Jennifer!

 
Melissa, Abby and Alex playing in the sand
If it has sand, then it must be a beach!



Having sand was such a novelty that our kids spent
a large majority of our time just playing in it



Both Jameson and I were happily covered in sand



 
You are probably thinking “enough about the sand”, but most likely you who are thinking that have been able to visit the ocean this summer. Am I right? I can truly say that I have never appreciated the beauty of the Pacific Ocean until we moved to Shanghai. Although we are relatively close to the Huangpu River, it is a heavily polluted river that resembles a brightly decorated slough more than a national treasure.

Although visiting Dino Beach was an awesome experience, I look forward to seeing the sapphire sparkle of the Pacific Ocean on our trip home in just a few weeks.

Friend, the next time you see a beautiful, clear, blue body of water please consider what a blessing natural beauty truly is. Remember to be in awe of the awesome!
 

The Bund

Thanks to our friends Melissa and Lenny, Jim and I had our first real date since we moved to Shanghai. Jameson helped hail a taxi on our way to the Martinez family apartment in Yanlord. You know you are raising a city kid when you say, “let’s go” and he says “Taxi, Chūzū chē” then affectivity assists you in hailing a taxi.


Since our anniversary was in July, we decided to celebrate by visiting the Bund in Puxi and trying a fabulous French restaurant called Jean George. To learn more about The Bund, click here.



 
Although I did not make reservations until the day before our date, I was still able to secure a table with a view of the Pearl Tower. We had a set menu which included an amuse bouche that definitely amused our mouths using Thai flavors with a French twist.

 

Jim and I ordered practically the same thing without knowing it. The New Zealand lamb was mouth watering, and the crispy crab cake had fabulous contrast in taste and texture! Jim could not help but order the ice cream for desert with a beet garnish, as beet ice cream has been a family joke since he learned to detest beets as a child. I had an amazing mango soufflé of which there are no pictures because it disappeared before my camera appeared.

 

After dinner we joined thousands of tourists who take a romantic stroll
along the Huangpu River on The Bund with a gorgeous view of Pudong.


After failing to hail a taxi (perhaps Jameson should have come with us!) we decided to take a ferry back to the Pudong side of the river.


 
Six months ago today, we arrived in Shanghai with absolutely no idea what our lives would look like here. In some ways, I still have no idea what my life looks like. We are enjoying the ride and learning not to care so much about how things look while not looking inward as much as we are looking upward.

There are days when I tell Jim that “I want out of the fish bowl” and wish that we could live a more private life without the constant attention foreigners seem to draw. But then we have such wonderful experiences, like visiting the Bund, that makes our time here valuable and life changing.





Shēngrì nánhái

Shēngrì nánhái (Birthday boy)

Our birthday boy (Shēngrì nánhái) is growing faster than the population of Shanghai. I never pictured myself raising our son in a foreign country, but we are grateful for the opportunity. As of August 24th, we will have lived in Shanghai for 6 months. That means that Jameson has spent almost one quarter of his life here in China. Although he may or may not remember a lot about his time here, I know these experiences are shaping Jameson’s character.

When having a birthday party during the heart of summer in Shanghai when the temperature barely drops below 80 degrees Fahrenheit (even at night) it is necessary to have an indoor party. We decided to have a party in our apartment with a ‘rock star’ theme and I was crazy enough to attempt making my first birthday cake in the shape of a guitar. Although we do not have an oven (or a microwave, dishwasher, mixer, blender, cake pans, and whole host of kitchen gadgets I once thought I needed) I do have a friend who has an oven. My dear New Zealander friend, Jodie, has an oven and invited me to bake at her place on the Thursday before the party.  Jodie even gave me edible red glitter to frost the cake!  Yay for Shanghai friends! 

Of course tickets are required to a 'rock star' party



Thanks to Fish and Jodie’s New Zealand influence,
Tim Tams were the cookies of choice for the frets on the guitar.



I used some of my favorite photos of Jameson from the past two years
for this wall-treatment



Our friend Joe (A.K.A. “Joetar” as Jameson named him)
played songs for the kids and was encored quite heartily.



Little Lulu clapped and sang along with my friend Jodie and her daughter Maddie



Fish and Jameson's friend Lulu, the love of Jameson's life



Our friends: Amalie, Maddie, Jodie, Lulu, Amy, Eric and I enjoying a little pre-concert photo-op



Tia Lina is notorious for being in almost all of my blogs
and Tia Kelly was visiting from the States and offered
to help decorate and take photosbefore and during the party



Jameson cannot resist a cuddle from Tia Lina!



Jameson's friend Akemi and her dad Jonathan
I don't know how I missed getting a photo of
Akemi's mom, Karen... but it probably has something to do with
having a 2 year old and an 8-month old



Here is Melissa with Karen and Jonathan's little girl, Ayumi
Babies don't get much cuter than this!



My Chinese Sister (as we have been mistaken for sisters, a very high compliment)
And Jameson’s Chinese Cousins



The Man of the Hour was a wee bit sleepy at his party after a morning trip
to the park with daddy



But he soon warmed up to the idea of singing "Happy Birthday"...



Jameson quickly learned to blow out birthday candles



I am learning that even though we are in China, we can do plenty of “normal” traditions like birthday parties. Jameson is growing up as what is called a “third culture” child. He no longer leads a life of his first culture, which includes mostly western traditions; nore does assimilate completely with the second culture in China. So, we have created a “third culture” along side our community of friends with whom we associate with, celebrate with and enjoy life! I must admit that my life here is nothing as I imagined it to be, it is far superior to my own expectations. This reminds me of this scripture in Ephesians.


“Now to him who is able to do immeasurably more than all we ask or imagine, according to his power that is at work within us, to him be glory in the church and in Christ Jesus throughout all generations, for ever and ever! Amen.”

Music Man

The past few weeks have been a little crazy so I have been quite negligent in writing my blog. Jameson had the flu accompanied by a fever; therefore I was busy trying to keep his fever down so that he did not have any seizures. Luckily, there were no seizures and he was only sick for a few days. 

Last week I spent most of my free time preparing for Jameson’s second birthday party. 31 people were invited and 30 people came to the event. I never imagined that we would make so many dear friends here in China who would become like family to us, but of course, we still missed our families.  We are blessed to have friends to celebrate Jameson's life with us. 

I am no longer the mother of a tiny and helpless infant.
 

Instead, I am the mother of a handsome, passionate, precocious,
intelligent and articulate 2-year old!




You cannot buy lashes like this!!! 


I don’t yet have any photos edited from the party yet, but I love the above photos. Jameson adores guitars, drums and pianos; therefore his party was a rock-star theme. Whether he loves music because of us or if he loves music because it is in his soul, I do not yet know. But, he is definitely a music man.
 




 

Sleep baby J

Four weekends ago Jim went on a mountain-biking trip in the bamboo forests of Mogan Shan. He tells me that it was wet, hot, a little dangerous, but he had a lot of fun and not a lot of sleep. Three weekends ago, we all went to Korea. Sleeping was not a priority there as our time in Korea was so short. Last weekend, Jim had to work on Saturday, so once again sleep was once again put on the back burner.

On Father’s Day weekend Jim traveled to the Mogan Shan Mountains
with a group of colleagues


I found Jim passed out on Monday night after playing his guitar….
The plaque on the wall says “live with passion”
 

 
On Tuesday night Jim was fast asleep snuggling with baby J
(who is nearly 2 years old, so he is hardly a baby anymore!)




This weekend, sleep will be a priority in our house. We may visit a neighborhood pool and shop for some recording gear on Saturday. On Sunday we are both playing at AGIF and I get to lead worship again, yay! But in spite of our plans, I promise to make sure that my sleep-deprived husband takes a nap!

Key to Korea

Jim and I celebrated our 12-year-Wedding Anniversary on Sunday. Since Jameson and I are still required to leave the country every 30 days, we timed our anniversary with a trip to visit Jim’s best friend, Ouk ,in Korea. Ouk and Jim met on their first day of kindergarten (over 30 years ago?) and Ouk was also Jim’s best man. It was such a joy to see a friend who is like a brother to Jim especially a friend who attended our wedding 12 years ago.

Ouk and his fiancée, Yun, showed us around Seoul on Friday night and Saturday. Unfortunately, we had to fly back to Shanghai early Sunday morning, but we enjoyed the two days we had with our friends.

We loved Korea, as the city is clean and the country is politically free while the Korean people are kind and educated. As tiring and expensive as it may be to travel every 30-days with a toddler, I hope to go back to Korea on another one of my monthly excursions.


Hand-made Korean Court cakes made from solid honey and cornstarch. 
 


Jameson was not so sure about putting something in his mouth
that resembled a black-widow spider web.
But thanks to Jameson’s large appetite and us living abroad,
he will try just about anything.

 

Outdoor tea houses function as community living rooms in Korea.
 


5-spice iced-tea with watermelon and Asian pear is so refreshing!

 


On Namsam Mountain it is traditional for couples to lock signed pad-locks
to the railing of the Seoul Tower.



In honor of our 12-year anniversary, we signed two padlocks
and took the heart-shaped keys home with us,
in the hopes of one-day visiting our locks again on day.



Seoul Tower lit up with flames during a laser show.



We took the cable-car from the top of the mountain where the tower is to street level.



I love this photo!



Argh! I wish we had our Nikon for this photo
as it is our only family photo and it is blurrrrrrryyy!!



I loved seeing these two squished into Korean-sized bus seats!



Our group in front of the Hyundai building where they planned to show the Uruguay-Korean world cup game.



Whose brilliant idea was it to give our noise-maker a noise-maker?




After 12 years of marriage, my husband still possesses the key to my heart and now the key to a symbol of our love in Korea. Now we must go back to Korea!

Sister Cities

It is San Francisco week at the Shanghai Expo as the two cities commemorate having been sister-cities for 30 years. National and state dignitaries (if you will) such as Senator Diane Feinstein, House Speaker Nancy Pelosi, San Francisco Mayor Gavin Newsom, former US Secretary of State George Shultz and former Mayors Frank Jordan and Willie Brown all attended various gatherings at the Expo here in Shanghai.
 

As written in the "Shanghai Daily," “California's largest-ever infrastructure project, 67,000 tons of Shanghai steel will be used. When finished in 2013, the iconic San Francisco-Oakland Bay Bridge will symbolically "bridge" Shanghai and San Francisco...”
 
 

Yesterday we accompanied Jim to a San Francisco-Oakland Bay Bridge Showcase at the Expo on the Puxi side.
 


Jim’s employer Caltrop along with Alta Vista presented their current progress on the project.
 


After the presentation and reception we spent the remainder of the day exploring the Pudong side of Expo. I have so many more photos to show you, but only one hour until Jameson will probably wake up. Since we are off to Korea for the weekend, I need to use this time to pack, call credit card companies etc… I suppose I could add a few photos while I complete those tasks. I can multi-task… just don’t be surproised if their arre alaught of spelling errorrs.

The Ireland Pavilion Queue...
 

Jameson’s name-sake… Actually he is just "James' son", but he is the life of the party just like Irish Whiskey!
 

 
Someone dared me to do my version of “River Dance” on this blocked off stage
Never dare and Irish woman unless you are prepared for embarrassment.
 

Yesterday we visited the Pavilions for Ireland, Brazil, Columbia (where we were VIPs thanks to Carolina) and finally the USA. I will write more about my impressions and share photos of both the Expo and Korea next week.   

Thanks for reading, replying and keeping in contact with us! It warms my heart to know that we may stay connected with you all while we are on the other side of the planet! 
 

Choose joy

Last December, after finding out that we were most likely moving to China in 2010, I visited my favorite store in Albany called Emma Downtown. I purchased a few Christmas gifts at Emma’s, but I also purchased a necklace for myself that says, “don’t look back” on one side and “choose joy”. That saying has been my anthem since we moved to China. I do not always follow the idea, but I wear the necklace as a reminder to live in the present, not in the past or even in the future.

Last week I spent a little too much time thinking about home, worrying about the future and not enough time appreciating Shanghai. This week, I am reminiscing about the great summer we had last year, but beginning to find joy in the adventures we will have here in Shanghai during the summertime.

Last summer was filled with daily walks to the park, concerts in the park, two trips to Oregon, a trip to Tahoe and tons of outdoor living. This year I am trying to accept that we cannot do many of the things we did last year, but instead I want to embrace the exciting things we get to do here. Next weekend we are traveling to Korea to reset our visas and to see Jim’s best friend Ouk, whom Jim has known since his first day of Kindergarten.

That was then... Jameson's 1st birthday invitation photo
 


Parktime with Daddy and Jameson with his "cruising legs"



Our trip to Vertical Horizons in Oregon where we "camped" in treehouses last June



Grandma time in our treehouse



 Jameson with his sweet little cankles!



Our poor little guy had a fever while I drove the 8-hour trip to Oregon


Everyone except Myra (who kindly looked after Jameson) went on the zip-lines!



We are definitely going back to the treehouses someday!



We had a great trip to Tahoe thanks to our neighbors Carl and Keala!



This is now...


 
Joy is a daily choice wherever you live. It is so easy to focus on what we do not have rather than what we do have. Now that we have  lived in China for a mere three months, I know that we have soooo much more than we need. I choose joy because the creator of the universe loves us all unconditionally and we are free to share that love and joy with others.

Gōng yuán

 I apologize for not posting a blog last week as I had a series of relentless migraines and an achy-icky flu. Unfortunately, my blog was postponed as staring at a computer was not my first priority during my nauseous and blurry-eyed-week. This week Jim is sick with the flu. He was sick enough that he needed to leave work early to see a doctor who prescribed anti-nausea medication to keep him from getting dehydrated and out of the hospital.

Now that he has been home with us for a day, I must ask what he thinks of our Chinese-speaking home. When Jim is around, I mostly speak in English, but when Ayi is here, I try to speak as much Mandarin as possible. Since Jim works such long hours, studying Mandarin is simply not possible, so he is a little lost as far as what is going on around here. Luckily sign language can be universal, and he already learned a few new words this morning before he went back to bed.

There are days when I long to communicate to our nanny in English as she is co-raising my son, but today I am grateful at the progress that we have both made in learning her language. Whenever she talks about us understanding Mandarin, she says “Nǐmen míngbái, wǒ hěn gāoxìng” which means “You (two) understand, I am joyful!”

I am joyful too, as I began writing the following list. This list includes some of Jameson’s Mandarin vocabulary in chronological order of when first spoken:

Tsing Tao - Chinese Bear
Māmā - Mom
Bàba - Dad
Āyí - Aunt in Chinese
Yī, Èr - 1, 2
Chē - car
Nǐ hǎo (heehow) - hello
Péngyǒu - friend
Bǐnggān - cookie
Jítā - guitar
Kùzi - pants
Wàzi - socks
Yì fù - shirt
Gōng yuán - park
Ěrduo - ear
Sān, Sì, Wǔ – 3, 4, 5
Méiyǒu!!!! - no, don’t have

I am learning that there are some words that Jameson has learned that I don’t even know yet. For example, just today our Ayi asked me to purchase more hangers and I asked how to say hanger (Yījià) in Chinese and Jameson answered for her.

When we have no other plans for the morning, Jameson goes to the park or the “Gōng yuán” with Ayi. If he does not get to go the “Gōng yuán”, chances are he gets to see his friends Alex and Abby. Either way, he has the opportunity to play with either Chinese or Expats “péngyǒu” every day. Jameson now has short conversations with Ayi in the morning where he asks if they are going to the park. If going to the park is not a part of the agenda, he says “Méiyǒu”. The conversations they have are very sweet, but I just realized that my almost-two-year-old-son now knows how to say “no” in two languages. All of you parents feel my pain, I’m sure, but I am excited that he is picking up Mandarin so rapidly.

A few weeks ago we went to a “Gōng yuán” in Puxi with Lenny, Melissa, Alex and Abby. The park was similar to Century park in that it had amusement park, a lake with boats, but the reason the boys (I mean “Men”) wanted to go to this particular “Gōng yuán” was because it had an indoor disc-cart racing track.

"Bippity-Boppity-Boo"



I'm on a boat!!!!



We had to kill some time with Lenny, Melissa and the kids
before the disk carts opened up, so we rented Chinese motor boats.



Aside from not having life jackets and the water being
nuclear-reactor-by-product-algae-green.... it was great fun!



This photo was taken from the bar.... intoxicated indoor racing…. Only in China!



Lenny and Jim saddling up.



 Of course there were no helmets,
so our kids had to be spectators instead of participators.



Everybody wins when dad is around



Riding a "Mótuō chē" with daddy



I think we all agree that this was the best gōng yuán we have yet to visit. Now that Lenny and Melissa are moving off the island and closer to Thumb Plaza, we hope to have lots more fun adventures with them. We will soon be “neighbors” with one very large city block in between us. Yay for Yanlord!
 

Shenzhen Triathlon

As you already know, Jameson and I only have 30-day tourist visas, while Jim has a 60-day work visa. That means that Jameson and I must leave the country every 30 days. We decided to take the advice of our friend Carol (A.K.A. Tia Lina) who researched the cheapest options and helped us book our tickets to Shenzhen. Luckily I did not have to do the trip alone as my friend Melissa and her two children also needed to do the same thing. So, we decided to make our air-trip as fun for the kids as possible.

The triathlon included a 45-minute taxi ride to Pudong Airport and a 2-hour flight to Shenzhen, which borders Hong Kong. We then took a 45-minute bus-ride to Kowloon, Hong Kong where we went through four lines. One line was to exit China, another to enter Hong Kong, then we turned around and got back in line to exit Hong Kong and one last line to enter China again. Our bus trips took longer than anticipated and so did our time in customs, so we missed our flight coming home. Luckily we were able to make a later flight to Hong Qiao and were home in our own beds by 11:00 PM that night.

It was a long and tiring day, but the whole trip cost about $400 for both Jameson and I. It was awesome to travel with Melissa while Jameson, Alex and Abby enjoyed playing together and tolerated the trip remarkably well. Although I was so fortunate that Carol gave us such great advice in recommending this trip and very specific instructions as well, The taxi, plane and bus triathlon is not something I wish to do again in 30 days. Next month we plan to visit Ouk in Korea when all three of us need to leave the country. 

This week has been very busy because of our trip to Shenzhen, but it has not been all work and no play. Skyler (A.K.A. "Ginger"), an engineer who works with Jim, is leaving the project to go home this week so we attended his going away party on Chong Ching Island.

Jameson has a little crush on Tia Carolina.... Tia Tango



My friends Debbie, Carol, Amy and Melissa



No pyrotechnic permit required, This is China



Skyler’s cake had a frosting Tinky Winky on it…  Does Tinky Winky have a soul?


Tomorrow I am excited to join the Abundant Grace International Fellowship  Touching Heaven band that is playing for an event called “One Prayer for the City” (Jeremiah 29:7) in Puxi. The evening is a night of worship along with prayer for the city and the people of Shanghai.  The evening begins at 7:00 and ends at 9:00 PM at the Shanghai Community Fellowship  53 Hengshan Road, Xuhui District (cross intersection Wulumuqi Rd).  Click here to view map of the area.  If you live in Shanghai, please come!

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Poetic Musings
& Lyrics by Lori

"You"

I have dreamed of none apart fromYou.
I have loved no other one but You

Sell me nothing, tell me something real,
Hope in one thing, no one can appeal,

I have dreamed of none apart fromYou.
I have loved no other one but You

What defines you, who has made you real
How much has somebody paid for you?

Say good night,
And say a prayer,
And sing a quiet love song to You

L ~ © 5/8/09

“Worth”

Life is simple, sweet and soporific.
Nights are long, lucid and languid.
Days are hopeful, humble and humorous.

Weeks creap by.
Months sneak on.
Years... since we began to imagine you.

Smiles, giggles, coos spur you on.
Love is lucious
Worth dying for.
Worth living forever more.
L ~ © 9/2/08

“Aria Here”

Last night I lived a dream
A day in your life.
You played the moonbeam,
I lived in your light.
But, you needed one thing-
The melody of my motherly love.

So I will be the aria here,
I'll never let you go, 
Or let you know my fear.
Then you will sing the aria dear.
Then you will let me know, 
To tell me that you're here.
I want you dear.
I want you here. 

L ~ © 1/1/08


“Open”

How may I find a reason, 
To bring another life
Into a world of treason 
And never-ending strife? 

But in this co-creation 
I dare to say we’ll find
Ethereal elation, 
Delighting in a child.

I’ve opened the windows
Closed every door
Inside of reason
There is no one I want more
You’re my desire.

If happiness became me 
And hope was in the soul
Of scientific alchemy, 
Surprised by man-made joy.
But beauty is not rational, 
Though darkness holds the reigns
Of sentimental fossils 
Who hold the earth’s terrain.

I’ve opened the windows
Closed every door
Inside of reason 
There is no one I want more
You’re my desire.

So breathe another breath of life, 
Perhaps it is my choice.
Now I give it back to you, 
The dream of my own voice.

I’ve opened the windows
Closed every door
Inside of reason 
There is no one I want more 
You’re my desire. 

L ~ © 9/29/07


“Glide”

Why don’t you take the time 
To see what’s yours and mine?
The quest for the implausible.
Then settle down inside 
That fragile flower you’ve learned to hide

Say you will remain there.
Say you won’t forget me.
After all you’ve been through
The stars will realign as they glide.
They glide into the light.

Why don’t you choose to run 
With madness through the sun?
To laugh at the impossible.
Then let the answers go 
When questions that you know arise.

Say you will remain there.
Say you won’t regret me.
After all you’ve been through
The stars will realign as they glide.
They glide into the light. 

L ~ © 9/21/07


“Leaves”

My favorite color should be green.
Through frosty winter obstacles
It brings the verdure 
Back into the trees.
As though it never leaves.

What are the colors of the sea?
With ever-changing blue and gray
Reluctantly submitting 
Back to green.
As though it never leaves.

But black and white 
With shades of red You see.
Though black and white
With shades of gray may be
The red You shed 
Was meant to cover all of me.
You will never leave.

What are the colors of the earth?
It’s terra-cotta iron dust
That peaks until the mountains 
Thrust to thee.
As though it never leaves.

But how may I extract Your likeness
Without using dark and brightness?
Chiaroscuro is lost, 
Though You will never leave. 

L ~ © 7/22/07


“Changed”

Lately I’ve been looking for
Something less and nothing more.
Now I see that, 
Now I know I’ve 
Changed, changed, changed.

It started with a mustard seed,
Then I think I forgot to feed it. 
Now I see that,
Now I know I’ve
Changed, changed, changed.

So I plead with tomatoes 
And the flowered plants
“I’ve given you water, 
Won’t you give me a chance?
‘Cause I’ve changed, changed.”

And I look in the mirror, 
But I cannot see.
The child that’s inside 
Looking back at me
‘Cause I’ve changed, changed.

I’ve changed, 
I’ve changed, 
I’ve changed.

Lately I’ve been looking back.
Bending time like a railroad track. 
Now I see that,
Now I know I’ve
Changed, changed, changed. 

It started with a photograph
The ugly duckling can finally laugh. 
Now I see that,
Now I know I’ve
Changed, changed, changed. 

So I look in the mirror, 
But I cannot see.
The child that’s inside 
Looking back at me
‘Cause I’ve changed, changed. 

And I plead with tomatoes 
And the flowered plants
“I’ve given you water, 
Won’t you give me a chance?
‘Cause I’ve changed, changed.”

I’ve changed, 
I’ve changed, 
I’ve changed. 

Lately I’ve been looking for
Something less and nothing more.

L ~ © 6/29/07



"Solace by the Sea" 

I’m astounded,
And astonished
To be surrounded
By the Solace of the Sea

With the infinite horizon,
So redolent of brine.
And the emerald illusions,
In phosphorescent time.

The hush is roaring,
Crashing into peace.
The scent alluring,
Remaining out of reach.

I will go,
Then I will stay
The current summons me away.
Cacophony will fade indeed,
When there’s Solace by the Sea 

L ~ © 6/27/07


"Be Long"

“Take my life now”
How often I have said this to you 
In the press of time.
“Take my will now”
I’m lost until your Kingdom 
Finally will come, 
And it will become

All you’ve said
All that you have promised us
So shaken by the Earth, 
That I must

Keep waiting, keep loving, 
Keep standing, 
Wait for your return. 
You won’t be long.
Keep hearing, keep burning, 
Keep watching, 
Wait for you and learn. 
You won’t be long.

Send your sorrows
To journey, ‘till they travel 
To the end from left and right
Send your blessings
To meet you in that place prepared 
Beyond the reach of time.

All you’ve said
All that you have promised us
The season is at dusk so I must.

Keep waiting, keep loving,
Keep standing,
Wait for your return.
You won’t be long.
Keep hearing, keep burning,
Keep watching,
Wait for you and learn.
You won’t be long. 

Though I don’t belong.
You won’t be long. 
You won’t be Long!

L ~ © 5/15/07


“Where The Wind Blows”


Don’t take your dreams too far
Don’t take your life so seriously
It has led you well so far.

Do take the quiet road
Let it bend your path 
So mysteriously
In the depth of who you are.

Who you are?
When you’re aiming way to far
Beyond the scope 
And beauty of your earthly star, 
Your perspective will be there
If you will learn to dance the air.

It will take you where the wind blows.
Oh, the wind blows.
Let it tell you where the wind blows.
Oh the wind blows.

Don’t take your love too far
Don’t push your heart so furiously
It’s the wellspring of your life.

Do take a risk or two
Let is shape your heart, 
Put your fear at ease
Lose control to win the war 

Win the war?
When you’re aiming way to far
Beyond the scope
And beauty of your earthly star,
Your perspective will be there
If you will learn to dance the air.

Throw your caution 
Where the wind blows
Oh the wind blows.
Let it lead you where the wind blows.

L ~ © 1/31/07




“Refiner’s Touch”

Once:      
was rough, 

Now:       
smooth and pliable. 

Broken :  
doors & barriers of bronze, 

So:          
subtle in their placement

Breaking: 
through the iron bars 

That: 
soon become compliant.

Hidden: 
in a buried chest 

Which: 
darkness seems to own. 

Treasures:  
live and are revealed 

In:
hearts that have been torn.

I have seen this very thing
A miracle to behold.
Experience can always tell
What words can never own.

He calls us here, 
By name, 
Each one.
Hear Him if you may.
Rejection isn’t shame to Him,
But a portal to His reign.

L ~ © 1/29/07
Isaiah 45:2-3


"Stay"

I followed September
On a horse drawn carriage 
Through a quiet town
‘Till I wondered
Why your shiny white armor 
Seemed to luster down.
Then I found a little tenderness 
In the gentle drops of pain
To recognize our differences 
Regardless of the claim.

And I stay, 
Then you stay,
Though I storm, 
You stay.
Then I stir, 
‘Till I steep,
Then I cry 
‘Till I weep.
And you stay 
To breathe the flame.


I followed the lumber
Through a willow winding pass 
On a switch back lane
I would ponder how my glowing bride 
Would never be the same.
Then I found a little gentleness 
In the steady drops of pain
To reconcile our differences 
Regardless of the claim.


And I stay, 
Then you stay,
Though I storm, 
You stay.
Then I stir, 
‘Till I steep,
Then I cry 
‘Till I weep.
And you stay 
To breathe the flame.


Sufficiency is enough for me 
As the snowy blanket falls
And the grace that dares to cover me, 
Destroys my wherewithal.


And I stay, 
Then you stay,
Though I storm, 
You stay
Then I stir, 
‘Till I steep, 
Then I cry 
‘Till I weep
And you stay 
To be the flame. 

L ~  © 12/15/2006




“Closer”

I’m not afraid
I’m not alone
You won’t find me wading 
In that ebb and flow
Of the tide that’s coming round
I will surmise
I will endure, 
If thy will will leave 
Me waiting by the phone
Or waiting by your side.

I’m broken, 
But not shattered
I’m crying, 
Through my laughter
I have waited far to long to
Pass the higher road 
That takes me

Closer to the Father, 
Son
Closer to the spirit 
And the Holy One
Closer to the Father, 
Son 

I am loving, 
I am leaning, 
I am learning to be closer,
I wanna be closer, 
Make me closer, 
I wanna be closer, 

Closer…


I’m not enraged
I’m not alarmed
Though my days 
Are rushing past 
my own control
Through the sand 
we know as time.
I recognize
I sympathize, 
With those who serve 
The relentless hourglass
With a chronograph as God. 

I’m broken,
But not shattered
I’m crying,
Through my laughter
I have waited far to long to
Pass the higher road
That takes me

Closer to the Father,
Son
Closer to the spirit
And the Holy One
Closer to the Father,
Son

I am loving,
I am leaning,
I am learning to be closer,
I wanna be closer,
Make me closer,
I wanna be closer,

Closer…


L ~ © 12/8/06





"Time Telling"


Broken, of pieces in a telling dream

Of time, missing beats of consistent Metronomes.

Time
telling the days of your,

Telling old tales of previous followers

Old
records reiterate successful discipleship

Records reap a harvest of new souls who

Reap
miracles in the most forsaken land.

Miracles bring new life to endless strife, that

Brings
hope to all who near, The

Hope endures through the thick and thin of fanning, a spark

Endures
the warmth of a sure-footed mission, of

The savior, whose custom fit plan measures not what the 

Savior
gives each faithful child, but to

Give safety for danger & Joy for Fear.  As

Safety
permits freedom in the services of He who 

Permits joy, lacking no good thing.  Therefore,

Joy
invites a welcome guest this Christmastide.  Christ

Invites Merry peace into each heart and mind.

Merry Christmatide

L ~ 12/8/06



“Need You, So”

I woke up this morning to dream my life
But, I could not get out of bed.
I waited for your autumn sunrise.
But I could not get out of my head.
No, I could not get out of my head.

I have already forgotten words 
that seemed so painful then.
My memory is put on hold, 
and the records have been lost and sold. 
Now I need you so

But it is harder by the minute to stand alone.
And the longer I am in it, the more I know.
That I need you, I need you so. 
Yes I need you, I need you so.


My days of casting stones are gone
Along with writing in the sand.
They’ve been replaced by this introspection
On what should change in my own to hands.
On what should change in my own to hands.

I have already forgotten words 
that seemed so painful then.
My memory is put on hold, 
and the records have been lost and sold. 
Now I need you so

But it is harder by the minute to stand alone.
And the longer I am in it, the more I know.
That I need you, I need you so. 
Yes I need you, I need you so.

No More selfish little prayers for health, 
success and the rest.
Just loving, through my restless tears, 
abounding in love and patience.
But, I can’t do it alone 
so I can’t prove it on my own. 
Now I need you so.

But it is harder by the minute to stand alone.
And the longer I am in it, the more I know.
That I need you, I need you so. 
Yes I need you, I need you so.

It’s harder by the minute to stand alone. 

L ~ © 10/11/06



“No Less”

I am no better than the rest. 
But I’m not afraid to share my pain.
I have known happiness, in jest. 
But you have taught me how to love the rain.
I’ve seen your grace put assunder 
All fear of life and death.
I’ve felt your love and your wonder 
And I will settle for no less.

I want to be with you, be with you.
I want nothing more or less.
I want to stay with you to honor you.
I will settle for no less.
I bless you, bless you Oh my Lord.
Bless you, bless you Oh lover of my soul.

I was forgiven of iniquity. 
Though I have fallen hard in darker days.
You were forsaken for my emnity. 
Now old things are past and gone away.
I’ve seen your grace put assunder 
All fear of life and death.
I’ve felt your love and your wonder 
and I will settle for no less.

I want to be with you, be with you.
I want nothing more or less.
I want to stay with you to honor you.
I will settle for no less. 
I bless you, bless you Oh my Lord.
Bless you, bless you Oh lover of my soul. 

L ~ © 9/1/06 


"Master Minded"

Master Minded prodigy dissipates
In early autumn snow.
If left without development
& tragedy to know.

Polishing the treacherous edge
Of talent vert
Requires equality & treachery
In all her genius heir.

Breaking down,
Strength must equal strength,
Plus one.
Then smooth it further through.
With laughter to lay it on
In the sun--with certain reflection.
In it's non-absorption.

This master-minded treachery
Surpasses ambiguity...
The master of the mind becomes
The servant of simplicity.

L ~ © 8/29/06



“Open Door”

Up until now, you had a lot of nothing.
You just can’t say how,
But you ran out of something.
And you call this your freedom, 
Your reason to live.
But, for more than a season, 
You’ve been longing to leave.

And the sign says “We’re Open” 
So you walk inside
And you grasp onto something 
That will keep you alive.
And you pray from the other side,
Looking back to the ocean 
That has kept you from this door.
And you ask yourself once more,
How long? 
How long? 
How long has this been open for?

Just passing through every other Sunday.
Paying my dues for a chance at Someday.
And you call this your freedom, 
Your reason to live.
But, for more than a season,
You’ve been longing to leave. 

And the sign says “We’re Open”
So you walk inside
And you grasp onto something
That will keep you alive.
And you pray from the other side,
Looking back to the ocean
That has kept you from this door.
And you ask yourself once more,
How long?
How long?
How long has this been open for? 

L ~ © 8/6/06



“Sleepless Smile”

Time is gauged but never captured
In the lacey fog of distance.
Shadows fade into the future 
Laughing at our vain resistance.

Every breath will to turn to vapor
Then ask the air to dance along.
Countless sighs enchant the whisper
With the harmonies of sacred song.

Hold him close,
Your perfect treasure.
Tiny toes,
Inspire the wonder.

The wonder of His love.
The mystery of time.
The beauty of the one.
Creator of the life.

The life that beams inside the eyes.
The eyes of a mother 
And her new-born child.
The author of the sleepless smile. 

L ~ © 6/3/06



“Artisan”

Father of Lights,
Great physician
Author of Life,
King of Heaven.

We know that you are the only One
Father, Spirit and precious Son.

The Majesty of Heaven
Was molded by the potter’s hand.
My God is an artisan.
We’re the work of the Potter’s hand,
and our God is an artisan.

Pieces of me
Are echoes of you.
Shaped and refined,
Then glazed with the truth.

We know that you are the only One
Father, Spirit and precious Son.

The Majesty of Heaven
Was molded by the potter’s hand.
My God is an artisan.
We’re the work of the Potter’s hand,
and our God is an artisan.

L ~ © 6/1/06 



"Ever More"

Find rest, O my soul,
In the shelter of the most high King.
Find comfort, O my heart,
In the safety of your gentle wing.
Find peace, O my mind,
In the stillness of your quiet place.
Find joy, O my strength,
In the foundry of your loves refining fire.

Keep seeking
Ever more.
Keep knocking
On the prayerful door.
Ever hopeful,
Ever faithful,
Ever loving,
Ever joyful,
Ever More.

L ~ © 5/11/06 



"Beautiful to Me"

If I could bless you here,
With humble offerings of my tears.
Though I’m naked and I’m poor beyond belief,
I will wait on you my dear.

You’re beautiful to me.
Your face is all I see.
& Yet I stand in awe,
In the presence of my Matchless King.
You’re beautiful to me.

Now I look into your light.
I take a glimpse of what’s inside.
The heavens declare just a ray of how your luminary light,
Shows the beauty of your face.

I will wait on you.
I will wait for you.
I will wait on you.
I will wait for you, on you, for you are…

You’re beautiful to me.
Your face is all I see.
& Yet I stand in awe,
In the presence of my Matchless King.
You’re beautiful to me.

I love you endlessly…
Father you’re beautiful to me.
Endlessly, beautiful to me.

© 5/1/06 ~ L 



“Return to Life”

O little ocean, you say you were a pond.
A sweet lagoon where lovers write their song.
But then you grew, into a raging sea of animosity.

O Rio Grande, you say you were a stream
A careless brook where lovers laugh and dream.
But, then you grew into a rushing river of your velocity.

You’re longing for the day, when we will learn.
You’re waiting so that we’ll return to Life.

O noble fir, you say you were a seed.
A tiny sprout that children learned to feed.
But, then you grew into a mighty arbor or anonymity.

O regal rose, you say you were a bud.
Tomorrow’s hope to those who vow their love.
But then you grew into a climbing vine of thorny vanity.

Você longing para o dia, quando nós aprenderemos.
Você está esperando de modo que nós retornemos à vida.

L ~ © 4/31/06 



"Rented Days"

Every thought
Each faculty
All movement is borrowed time.
Every feeling
Each solution
All drops of passion--'twas never mine.

Asking for just two-pence more
Adding to your endless fortune.
Leased endeavors reach the shore
with plundered sails in motion.

Countless breaths &
Endless days
Striving to extol your praise.
Helpless dreams
Create the thieves
To whom we sell our rented days.

The thought was never mine.

L ~ © 4/27/06 



"Pillared Fantasy"

Dusty shelves explain the notion
In busy lives of artistry.
Cobwebbed corners stand in place of
White-washed-pillared-fantasy.

Are we here yet?
Or are we there?
Too soon to tell the tale.
Softly I will slip inside
This garb of Man's success.
Quickly I will dash outside
to see my soul's duress.

Dusty books who cannot boast
of recent days perusal.
Cobwebbed tools contain the past
for which I aptly chose them.

Priorities are tossed about
Into a layered dish
Of candied nuts and glacé fruit,
whatever you should wish.

But, dusty shelves proclaim the motion
Of busy lives through artistry.
Though Cobwebbed corners stand in place of
White-washed-pillared-fantasy.

L ~ © 4/24/06



“Faithful”

I’m too tired, too cold to be left alone.
So this is love. Mmm
I’m too old and to afraid to be left without a song.
So this is time.

Lost in a dream inside my head.
Feeling lonely instead.
Suited for splendor, nothing less.
Beyond the whisper of a guess.

Somehow the shadow of who I can be.
Resounds in vapors that wash over me.
The highest of heights revealing your majesty.
‘Cause you’re faithful, So faithful.

It’s so far, so deep when you fall inside.
So this is hope. Mmm
Finding solace in the flaire, when the moon and stars colide.
So this is peace.

Not just a figment of reality
Nothing can separate your love from me.

I’ve been running for my life, for some time and a day.
Now, returning back again to magnify your grace.
I’m faithful, So faithful.
When I know I have nothing to loose, I lose myself in you.

L ~ © 3/28/06 



"Won Too"

One is far too few,
Won by true default.
Wonder will ensue
One-hit-blunders of the vault.

Too much to anticipate.
Too far left behind
To safely navigate
Two avenues unite.

Three is more than company
Trios don't subside
Three-dimension subterfuge,
Trinity holds the light.

For why should we calibrate
Fortresses of yore?
Forcibly eradicate,
Four beats in our folklore.

L ~ © 4/17/06



"Redefined"

Fear of loss
Filters through
The crevasse of the floor.
The attic proves
To be your place to hide.
Searching,
Seeking,
Farther still
Into a chest of hope.

It is here
You will find it,
Clutched in
Restless hands.
Ringing into
Water vapor,
Escaping grasps
Of time.

It is here,
Your hope.
My Savior's tear
With failure redefined.

L ~ © 3/22/06



"Desiderio Domini" 

I'm numb to thirst
numb to hunger
searching for Your signs
and wonders.

withdrawn
from life I navigate.
blind to what is said.
I long to sit and celebrate
in the Glory of my Lord.

Desiderio Domini
Desperate longing for my Maker.
Desiderio Domini
this too shall pass,
be over.

why feel discouragement
allowing truth to fall?
why so heavy laden?
His yoke is easy
His burden is small.

Desiderio Domini
Desperate weeping for my Savior.
Desiderio Domini
this too shall pass
be over.

L ~ © 2/13/06




"Above the Fall"

Take comfort in my strength,
Ignoring all temptation.
Take solace in my arms,
Your final destination.

The circumstantial evidence
Corraborates with mine.
To calibrate the innocense
In the purity of mind.

I am here beside you
Shedding tears along with you.
I offer you a better way
That's written in the call.
I give you strength with one request,
I ask that you will rise above the fall.

Rise up
Buttressed by the word of life,
The rejected cornerstone.
Stand tall,
Set apart as Holy unto the Lord.
I ask that you will rise above the fall.

L ~ © 2/9/06



"Spoken"

Speak to me,
My heart is open,
My mouth is closed.
Clarity
Is not a token for the road.

I need your word
to filter all the noise.
I need you.
I want your light
to echo
through the choice.
I want you.

I speak too much
But I say too little.
I ramble on
In my psychobabble.

Speak to me
Like wind,
Like fire.
Not my will
But yours be done.
Speak beyond
My own desire.
Take this cup
That is overun.

Speak to me.
I listen patiently. 

L ~ © 2/3/06






























 

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