Posted in Personal Thoughts, Poetry

National Poetry Month (Post #2)

In honor of National Poetry month, here is my second post high-lighting poets or poems that I have enjoyed over the years. For my take in why poetry matters see my previous post from last week.

This is a poem I have encountered and studied many times throughout the years with both my personal reading and my literature studies in college. It ranks up there with my favorite top ten. Mostly, because for such a short poem it tells a big story. Rich’s masterful use of imagery and metaphor are a talent I aim for (but struggle with and fall short with) in my own poetry. Simple understated phrases reveal so much. The lines “The massive weight of Uncle’s wedding band / Sit heavily upon Aunt Jennifer’s hand,” combined with “ringed with ordeals she was mastered by” tell us so much about the harsh life she endured within the confines of marriage without having to explicitly explain it. Especially when combined with the fact that the tigers she is creating “do not fear the men beneath the tree.” The poem is ultimately a poem bemoaning a period of time when women did not have the freedom, voice, and self-agency that we do today (especially in this country). So, why and how does a poem like that speak to me as a never married woman who though very supportive of women’s rights certainly doesn’t consider herself a raving feminist. (We can have the discussion about raving feminists another day if that raises questions for anyone.) Although on the surface this poem speaks of one person and one issue, I believe the underlying message and framework can be applied to many situations and issues. Most of us at some point, whether for a lifetime or just a period of time, have felt constrained, held back, forced to be silent, or stuck because what we want or desire for ourselves runs contradictory to the ideas of our family or society as a whole. It may not be a wedding band that sits heavy on our hand. But we can feel the weight of other’s opinions and judgments just the same. And we, like Aunt Jennifer, find ourselves sitting in envy of the tigers who “Will go on prancing, proud and unafraid.”

https://allpoetry.com/Aunt-Jennifer’s-Tigers

Posted in Personal Thoughts, Poetry

National Poetry Month (Post #1)

April is National Poetry Month. Stay with me please! I know the idea of reading poetry doesn’t appeal to all people. I’ve heard many people say “I hate poems,” or “I never understand poetry.” That hurts my soul, because I believe the truth underlying those statements is either that the person has never been properly taught how to read and appreciate poetry or that they only remember being forced to read poetry in school and never really connected with poems that spoke to them. Yes, some poems are hard. There are many I read that I come to the end and say, “I don’t get it. I don’t like it. It’s not for me.” And that’s okay. Because there are others that I read that awaken emotions in me and reflect who I am and what I have experienced and it’s like spending time in the presence of a good friend. My goal was from the beginning of this month to share some of my favorite poems and poets each day of April. Obviously, I failed at that. But over the next couple of days I am going to try to change that. Please be open and check some of these out. And even if there is a poem you don’t understand as a whole but it does have that one line or turn of phrase that speaks to you, hold on to that. Because that is enough. And don’t be ashamed of the ones you don’t get or don’t like. It’s fine. Just like novels, non-fiction books, and yes even movies, we all have our own genres that work for us. Doesn’t make one wrong or right. It just makes us different. And that is a good thing.

I have started today with Robert Morgan who is a native North Carolinian. He is currently a literature professor at Cornell University. I find many of his poems to be accessible in a way that they present simply with easily recognizable ideas or things. But within that simplicity can be some very profound meanings and truths. There are many layers within his poetry. That is one reason I wanted to start with him. I think whether you are a poetry reading novice dipping your toes in the water or you are an experienced reader who can deep dive into the depths, you can appreciate his work.

https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poets/robert-morgan?fbclid=IwAR1AC1fdKzKQpBbz1fhDqZuxKmRXdSQ_-LkN-0ctVqoO5p_J0o_hr_eKi_o#tab-poems

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In the Church Pews – A Poem

In the Church Pews
by Melissa Peeler


Eager Faces.
Bored Faces.
Exhausted Faces.
Angry Faces.
Distracted Faces.
Longing Faces.

Some Seeking to Praise.
Some Wanting to be Praised.

Behind Each Face a Universe of Stories.

Stories of Loss.
Stories of Pain.
Stories of Wrongs.
Stories of Love.
Stories of Joy.
Stories of Success.

Behind Each Face a Soul Yearning.
To Weave the Stories into Meaning.

Around, Within, Among, Hovers the Holy Spirit,
Bearing Holy Instruments and Prepared to Knit
An Eternally Embracing Blanket of Love
With threads of Mercy and Grace from Above.



Initially Written March 31, 2019 / Revised March 26, 2022

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Posted in Personal Thoughts

Family Roots

The words below were written by my sister, Robin Peeler, back on March 20, 2017. She re-shared the post today on her Facebook page. I asked her if I could share it here and she readily agreed. She told me I could add to it if I wanted, but it pretty much says it all. The only thing I will add here is to say this – none of us take for granted the good fortune we had to be born into such a loving family. We all know that not everyone has the same experience. I’m heartened to say that we as a family do not keep that experience only to ourselves. While we were learning to be loved and to love each other, we were also learning to love others. Not a single one of us would ever claim that the Peelers are perfect. Trust me, each of us could tell you some stories. And we do, when we gather for our annual family campout at the Old Home Place. But, we have each worked hard to make where-ever we call home and whoever we call neighbors a little better than how we found it or them.

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Robin Peeler

In this picture we only see two generations of Peeler blood walking the hallowed grounds of the Old Home place. But if I close my eyes and think back over all the years, just in my short life, I can picture at least five generations in my lifetime. Many have gone home, some are just coming into the world, and some of us still go for the beauty, serenity and the overwhelming feeling of safety, love and peace that surround you as soon as you step foot on the ground. We all grew up there, ate more Sunday dinners and jars of pickles than you can count. There we were loved and cherished by everyone and we knew it, because we felt it. There may not have been much there in the way of material things, but family, that was always there no matter what.

We learned how to skip rocks, jump off the rope swing at the right time to hit the deep hole and not the sharp rock in the creek, learned how to use a handmade slingshot to shoot rocks at each other, protected each other from the gulley monster, spent many a cold night with 4 or 5 cousins jammed in one bed in the back room underneath a pile of quilts that seemed to reach the ceiling to keep us warm. And it never failed, just as we had all gotten toasty warm somebody had to get up and go to the out house and we had to start all over again.

We woke up to bacon, and sausage and eggs, and shotgun biscuits made by the loving hands of MawMaw Peeler. I swear that woman had to get up at 3 am every day to accomplish what she did. She never let you leave without a full belly, a kiss on the cheek, a tight squeeze, and for me “I love you Shorty”. Oh how I loved her too.

So many memories at this place that time will never erase, because I know of 3 itty-bitty ones with Peeler blood in them that will come to love this place and its stories as much as we all do. I wish I had time to talk about all the memories, but it’s a lifetime’s worth so for now I’ll say good night Peeler clan. Loving you all from Virginia where ever you lay your head tonight. I’m thankful for each and every one you, past, present and future. Peeler out.

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Posted in Sunday Reflections

God Will Cover the Nakedness of Our Shame

Once Adam and Eve eat the forbidden fruit they immediately become aware of their nakedness and are ashamed. They quickly fashion coverings of fig leaves to cover themselves. They hear the Lord walking in the garden and they hide from him. After he calls them out, forces them to explain their actions, and metes out their punishment he makes some more substantial garments for them out of animal skins.

This same dynamic plays itself out today in our relationship to the Creator. When we become aware and acknowledge that we have sinned, we feel ashamed. In a sense, we feel naked as well, our soul is laid bare before the Lord – and sometimes to those around us as well, depending on how and to whom we have hurt when we have sinned. We, too, are often tempted to do a hasty cover-up to assuage our guilt and shame. But, nothing is hidden from God and he will seek us out in our own garden through the conviction of the Holy Spirit and force us to explain ourselves.

In the overall sense of things, unlike Adam and Eve, we don’t have to have our punishment meted out to us, because Jesus has paid the penalty for us. That does not mean, however, we are completely prevented from facing any consequences of our actions. But the good news is, just as he covered their nakedness, he will wrap his garments of mercy and forgiveness around us. We can then put away the feeling of shame and walk with him again unhindered.

Posted in Book Review

HOW THE BIBLE ACTUALLY WORKS* by Peter Enns

As Christians, we have to be aware to not fall into the trap of finding ourselves reading more books about the Bible than we find ourselves actually reading the Bible itself. Don’t misunderstand me, there are many enlightening books that give us great insight to the understanding of the Bible. But, for true transformation and for real insight into what God wants for us and expects for us, we must be sure to spend time in the Holy Word.

With that said, this is one of the books about the Bible that is truly worth spending the time with. It gives such great insight into how to approach the Bible that it will definitely enhance anyone’s understanding of how to apply what we read to our daily lives.

The over-arching theme that Enns tries to get across is that the Bible is not a rule book that we can turn to page so-and-so when we need an answer to a particular problem. That idea may be disconcerting to some Christians, but hopefully you’ll come to understand that it is actually a good thing. If you have spent any significant time reading the Bible, you have come to realize that there are passages that seem to contradict each other. Advice or instruction given in one section can be found to to be the total opposite of advice or instruction given in another section. Enns goes on to say that this is not a flaw of the Scripture – it is instead designed that way. It is intended to guide us to a life of wisdom, not to just give out easy answers to our problems.

Enns goes on to posit that “reimagining God for one’s here and now is what Christians and Jews have been doing ever since there have been Christians and Jews” (Page 125.) There again, the idea of reimagining God may be a difficult concept for many. Many will say God is who God is. The idea of reimagining God seems to veer into the dangerous situation of saying man has created the image of God rather than God creating man in the image of God. That is far from what this biblical scholar is suggesting. In fact, as we read the Bible we see God referred to as a King, Shepherd, Fortress, etc. Those were images that were readily understood and accessible to the people of that time. Today, we just as easily refer to God as our co-pilot, or even better as our pilot. If we traveled back in time and tried to use that reference, the people would not understand the reference at all. God can remain holy and remain exactly who He is within the ever-changing ways we as people within our own cultures try to relate to Him.

Enns reminds us that “we are as distant from the time of King David (three thousand years ago, about 1000 BCE) as we are from the far distant future time of 5000 CE”. (Page 7). It is imperative that we approach the Bible trying to understand the context of when a particular book was written and to whom and what culture it was written to and for. In no way does this detract from the power of the Holy Scripture to speak to us today in our here and now. In fact, it is a testament to its power and wisdom that it is able to transcend time and place and still have relevance in our lives and the ability to connect us to God our Creator, Redeemer, and Sustainer.

I highly encourage you to add this book to your reading list to discover how this ancient, ambiguous, and diverse book can lead you to Wisdom.

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Posted in Poetry

Departure – A Poem

Departure
by Melissa Peeler


A cobalt moon shimmers between
darkened leaves, while her watery
twin echoes in kind beneath
rippling waves left in your wake.
Moons, Leaves, Ripples - all wave goodbye
to your silhouette as it is absorbed
by the night in the bend of the river.
All wave but I.
Instead, I turn aside and vanish
within my own dark abyss.



Written June 1, 2012

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Posted in Personal Thoughts, Religion

Season of Lent, 2022

As we stand on the threshold of Lent, I must confess that I am looking forward to this particular season of the church calendar more than I was for the previous Advent Season we recently went through. That may seem odd to many. Both periods are times of preparation and reflection. But, Advent has a more positive and upbeat aura that surrounds it. I mean, really, how can you not be excited while expecting the birth of a child, especially the Christ Child. Even the words that represent it, Hope, Peace, Joy, and Love evoke warm and fuzzy thoughts and feelings.

At least they are suppose to evoke these feelings. Last year during that season, I was having a hard time grasping and holding on to each of those. I was weighed down by many things. Battling a new bout of depression. Emotionally and physically drained as someone who works in healthcare and all we’ve faced the past two years. A mid-life crisis that had me looking back on choices made in my past, assessing where I am in the present, and trying to determine what I wanted for in my future. It was not a joyous time of expectant waiting that I was going through. I am thankful that at least by Christmas Eve and Christmas Day I was able to feel more in the true spirit of the holiday and worship and rejoice at what the birth of the Savior meant for the world and for me personally.

But, I’m here to talk about Lent. The words and the aura surrounding this season are less positive and upbeat. Confession. Repentance. It’s not the things that usually make one jump and down and find themselves eager to engage in. So, why am I excited about it? For one, it’s a time that fits my personality and my spiritual ethos. I am a very introspective and reflective person. I love thinking the deep thoughts. I love asking and trying to answer the hard questions. Lent calls us into such a time. Secondly, although all the issues I mentioned earlier haven’t all been magically resolved, I am in a better frame of mind and better position to deal with them. My hope is that these next forty days will bring about more clarity to the things I am struggling with. In fact, that brings up another word that applies to Lent. Renewal. That is what comes on the other side of confession and repentance. And that is what I am most looking forward to.

If you would like, I invite you to join me in using a devotional guide for Lent that for me seems perfectly timed for my life right now. (Using that word perfectly is kind of ironic as you will soon see.) This guide is called A Good Enough Lent. It is based on a devotional book called Good Enough: 40ish Devotionals for a Life of Imperfection written by Kate Bowler and Jessica Richie. While the book is available for purchase, the guide is available as a free download and can be used independent of the devotional book. The link for the free download can be found here: https://katebowler.com/lent.

Posted in Book Review

WICKED by Gregory Maguire

Wicked: The Life and Times of the Wicked…

So, this is definitely not the Land of Oz of my childhood. Well, it is, but from a markedly adult perspective. I have yet to see the musical that this book was based upon. Perhaps, that is why I have a little more positive reaction to the book than some of the reviews I read about it on the LibraryThing website. Seems like for the majority of people who encountered the musical first, they found the book to be a little too dark and little too twisted. Not sure what it says about me, but I liked the dark and twisted aspect of the novel.

In short, this novel gives us the back story of the life of the Wicked Witch of the West and attempts to explain why she is wicked. And, raises the question if she truly is wicked or just mis-understood.

The first section of the book, Munchkinlanders, centers largely around Elphaba’s parents, and their relationship to each other and their actions following the birth of their, not just unique, but absolutely freakish child. Born with green skin and sharp teeth she’s not afraid to use, Elphaba is not like anything they’ve seen before. Her father, Frexspar, is a minister and her mother, Melena, is the granddaughter of the Eminent Thropp, which is the highest ranking family in Munchkinland. Added to the mix is a Quadling named Turtle Heart who carries on an affair with Melena while Frexspar is off on his missionary journeys.

In the second section, titled Gillikin, we meet the future Glinda, initially named Galinda. She is on her way to begin her studies at Shiz University. This young Galinda is not the same sweet, lovable Glinda from my childhood books and memory either. We instead are introduced to a vain, self-centered, and slightly stuck-up individual. By the end of the book we do see a more mature, thoughtful, yet still not perfect personality emerge. The complicated friendship that develops between these two at university work to shape and mold each other into the later adults they both become. Though they don’t maintain constant close contact with each other, there is a bond between them that remains to the end.

There are three more sections titled City of Emeralds, In the Vinkus, and The Murder and Its Afterlife. This is where we meet and follow the exploits of an adult Elphaba. Her early life is consumed by an affair with a married man and former schoolmate, as well as her secretive involvement with others who want to bring about political and social change. The intersection of those two passions end with tragic results which upends her life and ultimately sends her on a quest to redeem and reckon with what she feels she has caused to happen. One would call this time a period of soul-searching, except she does not believe in the existence of a soul. It is also during this time that she reluctantly reconnects with her father and sister, both of whom she is at odds with on religious and social matters.

Maguire explores many spiritual issues throughout the narrative. What is the nature of Evil? What is the soul? Is there an afterlife beyond the physical realm? How best to ask for and bestow forgiveness? Additionally, he touches upon political and social commentary as well. What qualities make for a good ruler? Should various social classes have equal say and rights within larger society? I think it’s fair to say that more questions are posited than are actually answered and solved. Yet, the journey along the way is definitely worth taking. It is not a happy, shiny, rose-colored trek within these pages. Real life happens here. Dark and gruesome deaths take place. Maguire has done a wonderful job of building his own narrative onto an already established fantasy world first created by another. He certainly puts his own stamp and personality onto it, but does so with many nods to the original work, which I believe shows his respect and admiration for that which came before.

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