Thoughts slip left and right, up and down, circling center but not resting there. I long to be centered, focused, listening. When swirling slows I sense You here, present. That is the heart position that centers thoughts on You, the Unseen One who matters most. I rest, absorbing peacefrom the Prince of Peace,the object ofContinue reading “Desperate to Center”
Author Archives: Linnea Boese
When Peace is Elusive
We yearn for peace but turn away from the one certain source that will not die, a fifth dimension of hope that is founded on truth.It is transparent reality, not wishful thinking, but cannot be seen by cataract-laced eyes;it is only even partly known by those committed to the Great Beyond while in the HereContinue reading “When Peace is Elusive”
That One Thing
When I heard him say, “Seek my face,” my heart skipped a beat like a goat leaping high to land on a ledge then jump to the top of a high crag, flat, and shaded by pines to find him there, his face lit up by the rising sun. I wanted to ask him toContinue reading “That One Thing”
When He Restores My Soul
When He, the Shepherd of my life, restores my weary soul, He shines his brilliant, healing light into each shadowed corner space, and He cleans out each creeping rot and sneaky vapor of distress, depression or deceit. And then His lovingkindness flows His living water through each vein, with salt of truth and his sweetContinue reading “When He Restores My Soul”
Pressing On!
heart thumping blood pumping I hit my stride and freedom flings feet forward I press on for days and hours scenery fleeing from me so much said and done the coach calls “time” and I cool down flexing muscles drinking water respite freely given my coach wipes clean my knees (I stumbled twice) adjusts myContinue reading “Pressing On!”
Have I Peaked?
Have I peaked? Have my green leaves turned golden red, moving toward brown when my strong stems go limp and lose their grip, break loose and fall to earth? Old age brings joy in matured skills, new opportunities. Yet my end time draws nearer every day. I will just smile and greet every hour withContinue reading “Have I Peaked?”
The Legacy of Love
Mothering is a long line of love, from my mom’s mom (and hers) to me, to my children, to my daughters and their children— a long, strong line that I pass on with joy, taking great care to keep intact the wisdom, courage, TLC and friendship that has made our line so rich. I amContinue reading “The Legacy of Love”
Living Inside His Love
Living inside Your love I move within a world protected not that I am never wounded but that you keep me safe from ultimate harm from all malignant and pernicious evil inside the loving kindness of your heart I’m held where goodness is my atmosphere and tenderness the song that plays incessantly and heals me,Continue reading “Living Inside His Love”
Full of Grace, Full of Truth
His kindness overwhelmed them from the start: the way he chose his students: hearts that yearned for meaning beyond fishing nets or taxes; welcoming the seventy, both genders, to his company— the way he saved the day for his mom’s friend: reaching back to first creation, crunching time byContinue reading “Full of Grace, Full of Truth”
A Confluence of Soulmates
We believe in him so streams of living waterflow from within and mingle inprofuse display:splash of sympathy,sparkle of delight,mellow liquid comfort.Spirit meets spiritsand waterfalls rushto embrace, clarityleaping with graceto wash over soulsand leave us refreshed,renewed and blessed. Think of a recent moment when that happened to you. You met with one or more fellow devotedContinue reading “A Confluence of Soulmates”
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