So much sharpness in the world today: bare tree branches that pierce the sky like forked lightning, zebu* horns poking the air like staples, headless palms erect as straight pins. Hawk wings slice the atmosphere, machetes crack through vines, bike spokes whirr. Even the blades of grass have a cutting edge. If air were solidContinue reading “Like the Air that I Breathe”
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Hush My Swirling Thoughts
I calm myself and quiet my heart hush my swirling thoughts and rest like a weaned child against her mother’s chest no searching no tossing about no hungry whimpers just breathing the pounding waves pat my back the sound of love I rest and the salty breeze caresses my cheeks I’m leaning on eternal armsContinue reading “Hush My Swirling Thoughts”
He Cries Too!
Jesus wept when Jerusalem loomed before him, ignorant in spite of all that he had taught her, calling her into his Kingdom. But she refused to understand, entrenched in her self-rule. I cry too, with all mothers longing to shelter little ones from storms they’re bringing on. Just like Jesus, I picture that mother henContinue reading “He Cries Too!”
Prayer Beside Lily Pads
Sitting by the lake, your peace rolls in, rippling rows dancing with the water lilies. They soak in sunshine, pale yellow arms reaching up into light, their green pads waltzing with waves. I watch and wait, my soul-petals lifted, loving you and your creative love of little things— like lily pads, like me. I amContinue reading “Prayer Beside Lily Pads”
Taste the Glory
Taste the glory! The very Breath of God inhabits me, holds my soul, permeates my mind, transforms my heart. His touch is whisper– soft behind the conscious verbiage, constant inner conversation; my appetite is piqued. I listen to the wind, wait for sentience to unlock the starving fibers of my soul to free delight inContinue reading “Taste the Glory”
Still Praying
Patience. Waiting. Longing for movement in the mist that blinds us, sends us to the corner, still praying. Patience. Loving. Putting up with tantrums and the obstinate stupidities of loved ones, still praying. Patience. Persisting. Keeping on in spite of constant irritations, worse yet, in face of outright pain, still praying. Patience. Hoping. Willing toContinue reading “Still Praying”
Prayer Circle
I’m not saying I will beg the Father on your behalf. He already loves you. When I intercede I will be lifting you into his lap for blessing, or, hearing from the Spirit, we will be conversing about how much you’ve grown and how to grow you next, or I will be offering, as always,myContinue reading “Prayer Circle”
The Spirit Presents My Case
I know how you could work this out, Lord— bringing some particular pressure to bear, inserting in their mind this realization, convicting them of sin and errors. But you have not been taking my advice! My hours in prayer, my carefully concocted plots, have seemed to come to nothing, just so much dust in lightContinue reading “The Spirit Presents My Case”
What Started at Pentecost
Filled! Not once, but forever! He came to me to live in me, to stay, always. He is the one who gives me power to do the work God planned for me— each day, his way. It started out at Pentecost, a day that changed the world, when he filled the disciples so that theyContinue reading “What Started at Pentecost”
Like Windsocks
Breath of God, caressing my soul with silk much lighter than air, fluid, warm from your mouth… Breeze of God, animating, stimulating growth and action, whipping up joy in the morning… Wind of God, blowing strongly out of Eden! Trees and humans bow before you, praising you… Gale-force winds, hurricanes, tornadoes, wrath of God?? HisContinue reading “Like Windsocks”
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