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”

Distorted Vision

I’m sitting with my Abba, here, laying out the pain I’m feeling after so much fell apart! I had thought my words right on, only pointing out the truth. But they were heard as harsh put-downs, and their heart slammed its door on me! How could they push me away so hard and tell meContinue reading “Distorted Vision”

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”

Praying for Sustenance

When we reach out empty hands, Fill them up with what’s needed, but Not too much, Not too heavy a daily ration Or we may topple and fall. You set the table in desert lands And on mountains, wherever we are. We need you! So when distress strips away Our access to food, we call!Continue reading “Praying for Sustenance”

God’s Kingdom, Come!

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. The perfect world he made for us was broken by our parents’ sin, and nothing we try is enough to heal it, make it whole again. Our God, whoseContinue reading “God’s Kingdom, Come!”

Yahweh, My God

I belong to Yahweh! I am his, and he is mine. He lives in me–astonishing, this truth I can’t absorb! I live in him, in whom I have my being, my true home, my source of life and strength, all my giftings and my soul, the “who” I am, because of him. “I AM,” heContinue reading “Yahweh, My God”

Resting on Papa (The Throne of Grace)

Frazzled, fragile, wondering how I dare, I climb the stairs to the Majesty (high on his throne, watching the world) and crawl onto his knees (astonishing audacity . . . ) He lays aside his scepter, reaches for my arms, pulls me to his lap, whispers kindness to my heart: “Dear daughter, rest! Lay yourContinue reading “Resting on Papa (The Throne of Grace)”

All for the King

This I desire: integrity— my heart and mind undivided unfragmented undistracted truly focused deeply centered all transparent and devoted— set apart for only You. Set apart with whole-hearted devotion to God—that is what would qualify us as “holy,” which is what Jesus had commanded right before beginning his message on how important it would thenContinue reading “All for the King”