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“The Country is Lost” copyright 2013 John J. Rigo, Texas’ Commentator

Posted in "The Country is Lost" by John J. Rigo, tagged , , , , , , , on November 19, 2013| Leave a Comment »

 

A Commentary by John J. Rigo Picture courtesy of google image search author unknown

A Commentary by John J. Rigo
Picture courtesy of google image search
author unknown

The following message was sent early this morning to the head of a well known national Resistance Movement in the United States.  In sharing this short e-mail with you the reader, it is my hope and prayer that the young people of this country will be able to take up the banner of freedom that so many have fought and died for over almost two centuries.  That time has passed for me, a 71 year old man with an aging body, who clings to the few last years he may have: 

“What I am grappling with this morning is knowing by entering this arena I will be giving up the lives of both my wife and I.  I fear with a sense of shame and forebearing, I lack the courage to do that.  It seems to me that evil has truly won in taking our country of freedoms from every last one of us.  I truly fear we are now lost without any hope of saving our country.”

John J. Rigo, Texas’ Poet and Commentator  

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"My Journey" copyright 2005 John J. Rigo "Rainbows Amidst Storms"

Posted in "My Journey" by Texas' Poet John J. Rigo, tagged , , , , , , , , , , on November 19, 2013| Leave a Comment »

  
"Tears blocking my path"

“Tears blocking the sun of day”

I have walked through the waters of sorrow.
Tears blocking the sun of day
as I stumbled each step of the way.
 
My voice softened to a whisper of sound
in calling my Lord.
I am weary from pushing these feet
wanting to rest but cannot.
Was the answer I seek finally before me?
 
It was only when I finally gave up on me
and turned to thee
that the answer awaited me.
 
Only through sorrow and pain
can we know what Jesus gave us through His death.
Death of the mind
death of desire
death of worldly want.
 
Only then can we surrender to His will
and give up our own do we find Him
in the midst of eternal love.
A garment of light to carry us forward
so that we never will shed a tear again.  

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"Friends of a Lifetime" copyright 2005 John J. Rigo "Rainbows Amidst Storms"

Posted in "Rainbows Amidst Storms" Second Published Book, To our past Friends in Colorado who were never sincere of heart, tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on September 24, 2013| Leave a Comment »

 
 
 
 
With the passing of time
I have come to realize that there are truly
spaces that are never filled
by the loss of friends who were very personal
to my mind and heart.
 
Through the years
do the memories of Cliff and Tom
constantly come to my mind.
Never are they dead in my heart.
 
I see each of them
special in their concern for me
as the friends they were to me
and yes the love they rendered to me.
 
Have they been replaced in the void left by their absence?
No one has accomplished that.
Cliff was the short, large man from the deep South
always with a tale of lesson and advice not wanted
but when given
seemed well placed.
 
He spoke of home and craw-fish
his Mother and his victories in life
never of his losses.
 
You knew he was special
a special person to know.
The same stories he related never got old
just deeper in meaning.
 
The straight-laced
IBM type of guy was Tom.
He seemed to have found victories too early in his life
burning, dying as a shooting star.
 
An anger was present about him that could never be explained.
Tom loved a good meal and good drinks.
Save the waiter or waitress who spoke too much while serving!
He was there to savor the moment
should it be his last.
 
As Tom’s life was coming to an end
he maintained his pride to the last minute in a VA hospital
wearing a blue blazer that no longer fit;
no one cared about his past.
 
I miss Tom’s advice to me,
his laughter at my watch
that he thought was such a great sales job
because I had to push a button
to tell time.
 
His loud laughter rang in the night
raising high his special drink
to wish me and all
the best of life.
 
I miss both of these men.
They were the special friends of a lifetime
never to be replaced.
 
They are in my heart each day
with the warmest of love to my dearest friends
Cliff and Tom.
 
Whenever you both may be
in the great wonder of it all
I am one person
who misses you both
oh……….. ever so much.
 

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“Am I Now Lost to my Time?” copyright 2012 John J. Rigo, upcoming book, “Passion Amidst Apathy”

Posted in Is this the Future of the US?, The New Obama flag for the US, tagged , , , , , , , , , , on September 22, 2013| Leave a Comment »

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Somewhere along my journey I stepped into a time machine.
I do not remember exactly when it happened.
I stepped forward in a strange land where a language
was spoken that did not sound like any tongue I knew.
 
The beings looked like me.
The planet seemed the same
but it was not.
 
There was a new God
in this land
in this dimension.
His name was Obama.
 
I looked closer at the eyes
of those about me.
Their was a strange blankness
in their eyes
an emptiness of spirit
I could not explain. 
 
I eagerly sought a sight of a flag pole
to see what land I might be in.
My eyes sought the Red, White and Blue.
 
Instead I looked with fright upon a flag
all to familiar from a past election.
God did not save us.

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“A Recent View” copyright 2013 “Have a Great Labor Day” Commentary by John J. Rigo

Posted in A Morning Thanks to the Lord, tagged , , , , , , on September 2, 2013| Leave a Comment »

The below is a recent view from the porch of our lakehome in Gun Barrel CIty, Texas.  Each morning is a blessings.  Thank you my Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ for loving me.

A recent picture from "OZ" our lakehome in Gun Barrel City, Texas

A recent picture from “OZ” our lakehome in Gun Barrel City, Texas

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"My Beautiful Church Home" copyright 2009 John J. Rigo, upcoming book, "Passion Amidst Apathy"

Posted in Poetry, Texas' Poetry, The Most Beautiful Church Home there is., upcoming book "Passion Amidst Apathy", tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on August 20, 2013| Leave a Comment »

View from “Oz” at 7 a.m. on February 25th 2012 on Cedar Creek Lake, Texas
  

View from “Oz” on Cedar Creek Lake, Texas, February 25th 2012 at 7 a.m.

 

“Another View of God’s Church”

I have been to many churches in my lifetime.
None can compare to the beauty of my church.
My church lies outside my back door.
 
Before me lies miles of beautiful water
its beauty more clarifying upon a Sunrise morning.
The clouds above this church of God’s home
are higher than any church steeple.
 
There is no wall or ceiling painting to equal
the clouds above my church.
No gilded statue that equals the sun’s glory
as it breaks forth upon the horizon.
 
There is no choir that rises above the sweet sound
of the wind that sings across my ears.
There is no preacher, preaching to me
nor a basket asking for my coin.
No where else can one
be any closer to God.

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"Words Upon My Stone" excerpt from "Roses Amidst Thorns" copyright 2005 by John J. Rigo

Posted in Poetry, tagged , , , , , , , on May 31, 2013| 1 Comment »

 
 
Arlington

Courtesy of Arlington

Someone asked me once
what I wanted to be
when I finally grew up.
 
I said to them, “Let me be a poet
with words that are never forgotten
in my journey of life.
 
Let my journey be one of joy
discovered in sorrow
to all of those who read my words.
 
When death finally enters my door
a special note upon my stone
I request be placed in memory of me
upon an earth that I visited
for a short time.
 
Let the words in simple chiseled letters
read thusly, ‘He was not a simple man
for God did not make him so.
He only wanted to be simply known
as a poet.'”
 
 
 
 
 

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“Realization II” copyright 2010 John J. Rigo, upcoming book, “Passion Amidst Apathy”

Posted in The Realities of Old Age, tagged , , , , , , on May 28, 2013| Leave a Comment »

 

Proposed Book Jacket for upcoming poetry book, “Passion Amidst Apathy” by John J. Rigo

It was a like a double slap to my soul
when the full realization came to me this morning.
The best parts of my life are behind me.
It was now the reality
it was all downhill now.
  
From this point
it will be the aging process taking  its toll.
Sickness, pain, grieve, sorrow will be common daily friends.
Many medical professionals will call this a state of depression
while I consider that one should be mature to stand up to a reality check.
 
The greatest gift that I can hope to maintain
is the gift of my memory of time in recalling my life.
The times that I felt I was truly loved.
Loved to a depth beyond just words.
It seem the word “Love” is carelessly used by many.
 
I have found myself in a place
that the greatest peace comes to me
when I am totally alone with my God.
Speaking with Him
as my closest friend
brings me great comfort.
 
There has been more disappointments in my life
with those who claim to be “Men of God.”
I now look at my experiences with organized religion
as another form of cosmic joke on humans.
 
It is all about buildings and the ego’s of their care-takers. 
A mistaken belief drilled into the minds of individuals
that our God awaits in some ego-centered church structure.
Nothing could be further from truth in our Loving Lord’s plans for us.
 
I have now come to the realization that organized religion’s goal
is to separate us from our loving bond with God.
Churches are places of the world
not places in time and space
that strengthens our relationship with God.
 
I pray each day
for more wisdom to know my Lord.
I now know that blessed wisdom
lies within my own being.
 
At this point in my life
I must take more time to listen
to the whispered words of my best friend
and companion.
That spirit……….
…………. is…. my Lord and God. 

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"The Myth of Perfection" copyright 2005 John J. Rigo "Roses Amidst Thorns"

Posted in Poetry, tagged , , , , , , , on April 23, 2013| 1 Comment »

Courtesy of fotolog.com

 
 
Many have the belief
that there is perfection in this world.
It does not exist
on this earth and plane for us.
 
We are only privileged to see
feel and hear parts of perfection
but never the whole of perfection.
 
The pieces that represent
the beauty of God and heaven
are shown in glimpses each day
in our lives on this earth.
 
It is our soul that catches these flashes of eternity
and renders us the perfection of God.
 
It is through prayer
and centering ourselves
in the love of God
that we are privileged to gain knowledge
of the eternity that is before us.

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"The Question," The Master Series, copyright 2005 John J. Rigo "Rainbows Amidst Storms"

Posted in "Rainbows Amidst Storms" Second Published Book, Poetry, The "Master Series of Poetry", tagged , , , , , , , on April 14, 2013| Leave a Comment »

Courtesy of Google search

 
 
A beautiful day beckoned.
The sides of the hills were golden
with fields of grain. 
 
The Cypress trees were green
among great expanses of gleaming flat rocks.
An ideal day born for the enjoyment of the sun
and the wondrous words of the Master.
 
The crowd began to thin toward the afternoon sunset.
The Master was weary.
Many were the questions of the day.
The answers required much of His strength to loudly speak
the words of wisdom to the crowd. 
 
As the Master prepared to depart
a young man in the crowd shouted a question
in His direction.
  
The Master’s followers tried to quiet the man
to preserve their Lord‘s voice.
They knew He was exhausted from the
long day of preaching.
 
The young man shouted again,
“Master, what can I do in my life that would be
pleasing to my Lord and God?”
In hearing this question
the crowd stopped movement
in their departure.
 
The crowd turned as one toward
where the Master stood.
Raising up to His full height
the Master looked over the crowd
with the kindest of smiles and He said,
 
“The mirrors of your own souls are within the eyes of
your brothers and sisters.
If you see hunger in those eyes around you
break the bread and share it.
 
If you see sorrow
share your tears with your brethren.
If fear overcomes your neighbors
stand with them
for numbers overcome fear.
 
Above all of these
love your neighbor
as you love your children.
My love protects your brethren
as it protects you.
 
This sharing of your love in my Father’s name
will be pleasing to your Lord and God.
In this sharing of your love without reserve
without reward
without a counting
will you be given
the glories of eternity.”
These words were spoken this day 
by the Master of my life.

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