When John Lowstreet was a child, God answered a prayer for him. He has spent the rest of his life trying to know God personally and to more deeply understand God. John has had various occupations, hobbies and jobs, but only this one quest. More experiences with God are his holy grail. John studied the Bible to find God, and as he found Him, grew to love Him. The basic teachings and devotional insights of the Bible have increasingly seemed more significant to him than the mass of theological considerations. A Christian minister of retirement age, John loves Christ and the Holy Spirit and treasures intimacy with God.
In Cadenced Thought
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- Date de parution15/03/2013
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Résumé
May you enjoy reading these twenty-five poems as much as John enjoyed writing them. This is a selection of favorites. You might read them aloud to savor them. The poem "The Twins" was written shortly after nine-eleven to help express some feelings at the time. It is in triple rhyme and refers to two kinds of twins. Two Sample Stanzas, Bitter cold and dark are fitting times for rest. But rest is breeding strength.
The bud must form before the world is blest. Roots grow, then leaves have length.~Below the frozen hardness, roots are going deep. For summer's drought is dry. Like trees I gather strength, my summers fruit to keep, My autumn gold to fly.
The bud must form before the world is blest. Roots grow, then leaves have length.~Below the frozen hardness, roots are going deep. For summer's drought is dry. Like trees I gather strength, my summers fruit to keep, My autumn gold to fly.











