I say, “I love you, Lord!” And in a minute or two I run out of words to tell you why. But I must try, reminding myself of all you do for me every day, because you love me! Millions of peoplealive right noware also your treasure.And yet you listenwhen I ramble,when I scrambleto begContinue reading “This Love Libation”
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No Holding Back!
“Sell all that you have and give it away!” my Lord Jesus said to the wealthy inquirer, and then, said to me, “No more holding back!”That’s just what he meant when he said, “Hand it over,your life and your soul!For what I requireis total commitment,no half-hearted ‘oh . . .’ ”That’s how I discoveredthat hisContinue reading “No Holding Back!”
Craving Joy
When sorrow sits heavy on my soul I want to remember to go deep, stretch down to my foundations, touch the joy that lies there, waiting, holding on. It’s easy to forget, to wallow in the mud that seems pervasive, heavy, dark. But my Mentor has been nourishing my roots, plunging them yet furtherinto theContinue reading “Craving Joy”
Poured Out
I pour out my heart before you and there it lies, a puddle in your golden bowl: scent of sorrow, undertone of angst. You swirl the mixture deftlyand I see the colors whirlto form a spiral carousel:black of blindness, counterpoint of pearlwith an interplay of scarlet(all the dreams I’ve hadnow seasoned and remadeinto a fragrantContinue reading “Poured Out”
Pruned by the Wind
Leafless branches litter the wet earth in the aftermath of the storm. It came suddenly out of the north with a powerful wind that whipped through the trees and cleaned them out. Cobwebs are gone.The dead weight of lifeless woodwas lifted away and the tree is free,stretching up toward sky and sun.Spirit-wind, breath of God,sometimesContinue reading “Pruned by the Wind”
Call for Urgent Care
Your body, Lord, needs urgent care! Right hand fights against its own left hand. Ears hear different music, east and west. Eyes are bloodshot, crossed and blurred, seeing only what each wants to see. Lungs breathe in polluted air whose fumes push out the Spirit. Legs crossed, the veins bulge, blocked;feet stay firmly rooted, passionContinue reading “Call for Urgent Care”
Tangible Intangibles
to grasp the love that cannot be held to know the love that cannot be known to be rooted in love that sent God’ Chosen to die by torture yes, even this is possible although incomprehensibleeven this can be accomplished although never finishedeven this will be my goal although it hangs on things yet unseenIContinue reading “Tangible Intangibles”
The Cleansing
I stand in the wind while it whips along, plastering my body with fine dust, the powdered aftermath of life and death and thirsty earth.Deadwood and seedpodshit the roof, my legs. Birds of prey swoop overheadlooking for the innocent,uncovered, to devour.O Wind of God,protect your own.Hover over, cover us.Breath of Life, strengthen us.Heart of Sun,Continue reading “The Cleansing”
Within the Forward Push of Time
minutes tick away turn into hours then days and silently within the forward push of time blossoms become tiny bulbs hidden baby mangoes soak in sun and sap swelling as the weeks slip by even without rain strips of clouds float northwardwhile we wait for dark onesto splash respitesomeday they will come somedayour Lord isContinue reading “Within the Forward Push of Time”
Just What We Need
When our hands are empty, fill them up, we pray— not too much, not too hearty a ration, or we may topple and then fall.You set the table in desert landsas well as on mountaintops.We need you!When poverty strips awayour access to foodit’s you we call!And you come, Father, to your kidsand feed them withContinue reading “Just What We Need”
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