When my heart shrivels thirsty for intimacy stretched by demands pressured and pummeled I come to you. Here in your Presence hope is re-seeded when I remember your love surrounds meyour power protects meyour tenderness holds meyour truth directs me.And you are God:the One who made methe One who sent mealways with me. Under pressure?Continue reading “When My Heart Shrivels”
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Serve the Word!
This is our calling when we follow Jesus: we are “servants of the Word.” He is the Word! He speaks to us, through Scripture texts (the written Word) and also through his Spirit, our Counselor, our Guide.He lives inside me,makes my heart’s eyessee the highlightshe has stroked acrossthose texts so relevantto me, my life.Do IContinue reading “Serve the Word!”
Parade of the Lamb
Two disciples, eyes full of questions, brought him the donkey and her child, gave him a hand, and he sat on the colt (never ridden before) and began trotting towards Jerusalem, the City of God, its King displaying humility. He breathed in deeply, then exhaled,moving toward his finish linewhere the last scenes of his incarnationwouldContinue reading “Parade of the Lamb”
Keep on Running!
Run! Run! Run! The track is long getting longer not what I expected but this is race to the finish step by step to the goal He put in place. He planned outthe path aheadprepared his runnerwith practice runsand breaks for resttime to eat be refreshedwater for thirstthen shows the pathso run! Run! Run! I’mContinue reading “Keep on Running!”
Our One Hope
This is not what I thought it would be, a quiet safe place with time to rest and peace my constant cup of tea. Instead I toss and turn, my heart churning with yearning for that final resolution of these conflicts,a revolution that turns the worldupside-down, filtering out the eviland cleansing the cup so itContinue reading “Our One Hope”
Power Paradox
When I let go take my hands off lose control then I am weak powerless to influence situations fix the problem do it my way.Then paradoxtakes over:his hands firmlyin controlhe is strongpowerfulable toaccomplishthe miracle required.And there’s a corollary:when I livewithin his graceI have his powerto use for him:the paradoxof mutuality—Christ in me. Have you comeContinue reading “Power Paradox”
Moaning in the Desert
Bleak, dry ground extending to every horizon, sun beating down—no shelter, no way to move forward but step by tired step, feet filthy, sore. No food! I just scraped the last dried scraps from my shoulder bag. My children are crying: where are we going? where is home? not here! Is there really a promisedContinue reading “Moaning in the Desert”
Rooted, Held Firm
When I choose to trust in spite of everything I shoot new rootlets into the pulsing burrowing system that anchors me in Jesus’ love. Living thereI amdrinking inhesed and agapeunendingintimateunselfishempatheticforgivingunretaliatinglove beyondmy understanding.My heart is fullmy veinsare pulsingenergy of lifeand Jesushas becomemy constantstrength and song. There is so much imagery in the Bible about plants! TheContinue reading “Rooted, Held Firm”
Confession in the Storm
When turmoil seems to rule like waves surging high to crash, foaming— and you, Lord, seem to be asleep— fear also rises and takes control of our thoughts.We hear the rage of the storm.We feel the cold wind pierceand chill our hearts,icicle spears that do not melt.We run to you,crying out for you to actContinue reading “Confession in the Storm”
Morning Thank-yous
Thank you for green filaments waving in the breeze on this hot day, for silver sunlight filtered through gray overcast skies, for the solid round edges of mangoes still ripening, hanging pregnantly from bowed branches,and for those that have turned to gold and fallen to thirsty earth to make new wine and maybe children.Thank youContinue reading “Morning Thank-yous”
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