Author Archives: Jonathan Caswell

About Jonathan Caswell

Poet, author, servant of God the Heavenly father and the Lord Jesus Christ...working out his salvation with fear and trembling. - Not trusting in his own deeds, but depending totally upon the finished sacrificial work of Jesus Christ to be, by God's reckoning, a new creature, clothed in Christ's righteousness...which mortal humankind can never attain by their own weak efforts, apart from faith in Christ's work on our behalf. - College-educated, yet wise enough to see that what a man does will not be his ultimate identity nor affect how God sees him or her. - Called by God to do a very difficult thing...apart from God's grace, mercy and love the sinner (which we all--by nature--are) but hate the sin, which is only paid through Christ, God's Son, - My own God-given gift is that of being a Poet..showing that in all parts of life...God has a loving part in hard as that is to always understand or perceive...given life's realities! Come join me on my journey of discovery?.


General Superintendent*

Of his model railroad, he relents…

Two track bakeries

And a station don’t agree,

One spur will have a reduced presence!

He ordered track turnouts,

But a bakery switch he threw out…

Wouldn’t connect at all points

And points were out of jpoint,

Leaves one spur behind the station platform to think about.

Jonathan Caswell

*General Superintendent…the “top dog” of the railroad Operations Department…(this author).

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Thought the evening was his,

When her voice spoke up (gee whiz!)…

Come water the veggies

Then she says she’s ready,

To go collect her meds.—WHAT’S THIS?

He hates being “sprung on” for time,

When he thinks everything’s in line…

For their whole marriage

Nothing new to disparage,

He packs it up grumbling …”OH FINE!”

–Jonathan Caswell

At days end with the sun casting a crimson glow across the horizon I thought of you. The ocean is thick with salt and the sand is etched with patterns of an ambivalent tide. I am pared down to dark and light. I open our souvenir of closed doors with swords and sighs to coax […]

via with nothing to remember — House of Heart

Walking into an expensive store or high-end boutique can be intimidating. Even though the clothes or accessories look beautiful, it can be awkward when you feel uncomfortable in the place. I used to call these stores “Movie Star Stores” because only the rich and famous can buy there. Despite the intimidation, it can be intriguing to go […]

via Fashion and Compassion — shineblog2011