The Fellowship of the Living Ring

Her feet stomp right then to the left, from front to back and round again just like her sister leading the line just like her sisters following behind arms all swinging back and forth as if cutting ripe grain to bring in harvest, or now bent low they pump the air like shovels plunging intoContinue reading “The Fellowship of the Living Ring”

About Asking and Receiving

Like your disciples on that day between your murder and your return to life I wait, longing to see what you have promised. You said that, if I would just believe even a little tiny bit I could make a mountain move, I would receive from your loving hand what I am begging for. SoContinue reading “About Asking and Receiving”

Glow!

My fire is lit by You, by true pure love, pursuing, wooing, just because You made us for Yourself, so when we open up and let you shine within, you light us up. So, like a candlestick melting down, quietly cheering all around, I’ll glow where you choose to light the dark. Where you placeContinue reading “Glow!”

All for that Harvest: Unfailing Love!

You’ve made me your heifer pulling the plow, you’ve shaped me and trained me, showing me how to lean to the left when your strong hand presses, to walk straight ahead, cleaning up messes and tearing out weeds, preparing the way for planting the seed in that soil on the day when all is inContinue reading “All for that Harvest: Unfailing Love!”

Worry is a Trap

The price of gas keeps peaking (we think it’s over, lower, then it’s not)! Insurance for our home, our car, is suddenly becoming beyond what we expected. Christmas season brings good cheer, expensive food to share and gifts to buy . . . I think that I’ve decided that my spending is all done. I’mContinue reading “Worry is a Trap”

This Tricky Combat Zone

Lord, you, the Ultimate General, you are my one perfect leader, unchained, in charge – compassionate and wise, completely good, reliable in every situation. You have my back: you tell me who I am, speaking truth when the Enemy shouts lies— he says I have failed, pointing out issues, determined to mislead. He tries toContinue reading “This Tricky Combat Zone”

What Matters Most

Lord, I am your servant, my body the vehicle you sent here, my health the strength you provide to do my service for you and your Kingdom. I am but a scribe, my fingers the feather in your hand, my eyes dependent on the light that you shine on truth and mistakes. But I amContinue reading “What Matters Most”

This is What it Means

To acknowledge the wound and all its pain, to turn and hand it over infection and all to the pierced hands reaching out to me, to let go, relinquish, give up all ownership along with every need to even up the score, this is what it means to forgive. And if some fungal spore gotContinue reading “This is What it Means”