Father, our hopes are drying up just like the earth,turned to dust; just like the leaves,shriveled to paper. No sign of change; no rain. How long must your people wither, shiver in thirsty air that claims all moisture as its own? Tears are gone with the wind. Our hearts ache and find no solace. HowContinue reading “How Long?”
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Meditation on Broken Sidewalks
I was just walking briskly in the early morning light when I let my eyes shift left, forgot to lift my feet, and tripped on a ridge of ancient sidewalk, falling on rocks and pebbles embedded in decades-old cement. Ouch! Not again! Knees throbbing . . . Yes, again! Whenever I look away from yourContinue reading “Meditation on Broken Sidewalks”
All I Have is Yours
This month you told me, “Hold on lightly to possessions; all you have is mine.” Then you brought me chances to let go: my sweater to the shivering boy, my shirt to the cadavre (swollen past the size of her own clothes), my mat to the child who had no bed, my socks to helpContinue reading “All I Have is Yours”
A Contemplative Life
Let’s Celebrate
God, who fills the universe, who made it all, the stars and space, did choose to put mankind on earth and focus on this tiny place. Hallelujah! We sing God’s praise! He offers us his warm embrace, for as a man he took our place to pay for sin — amazing grace! The perfect worldContinue reading “Let’s Celebrate”
The Long Run
“The joy of the Lord is my strength.” And how does that work out? I’m tired, dragged down by all the brokenness: women scrounging far and wide for water, youth without a future, men distressed. Marriages are fragmented, replete with selfishness, misunderstanding, pain. Wars and crime make headlines every day. I cannot make it goContinue reading “The Long Run”
That Living Water!
Lord, may the rivers of living water flow from my heart! You are the source, the eternal spring – Spirit of Yahweh, to you I sing! Well up within me and fill my soul till it overflows and brings relief to this thirsty land, your mercy reaching through my open hand! Clean out my heartContinue reading “That Living Water!”
Blaze!
Across the bristling grasses and the breezy palm tree dance lies a long lagoon, all liquid, mirror for the sky’s expanse. Underneath a white-hot sun it becomes a brilliant blast and my eyelids squint to slivers letting just a glimmer past: just the essence of the power, just the outline of the heat, just impressionsContinue reading “Blaze!”
The Story God is Writing
It is only with time that pieces of the story have come together, and God’s fingerprints are all over it.
Unexpected Paths of Grace
Her face was crushed when the taxi crashed; all her hopes were dashed. What she did not know was how God would show ways his love will flow to sheep in his flock and turn twisted plots, unexpected knots, into paths of grace when they seek his face and keep running the race. I heardContinue reading “Unexpected Paths of Grace”
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