We worship in a cloud, unfocused though we strain to see and feel yet worship what we know within unknowing, all our senses clamoring for the Real: — the One who touches hearts with joy, whose fingers reach to heal the blinded eyes, deaf ears; who feels our hurts because he hurt as human-Godson, heartContinue reading “Sensing God”
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I Need to Breathe
Like the geese hopping through dead grass looking for treasure, my thoughts skip about, grabbing a seed thought here and there, pausing occasionally to ponder or wander. I am Abba’s daughter, loved, chosen. I need to sit still and rest, listening. I feel his Presence, know He is here. May I wait in silent expectationContinue reading “I Need to Breathe”
Worship in my Offering
He makes his home in me.And I, I live insidethe house of love,his banner flapping bright above,his pleasure my desire.I bring him blooms to gracethe place he sets for me(no matter that, outdoors,corruption slimes the worldand evil lurks in gray).I will not fear. For he is here,my God, and where he iswe live in love.Continue reading “Worship in my Offering”
To Know the King!
(Photo by Daniel Reche, pexels) To know you is to know the King! To love you is to learn to sing the praise song that will never end! You’ve called me daughter, servant, friend! I’ve longed to find you, so I ran this strong pursuit—into your hand! Holy One, you draw me in, and cleanContinue reading “To Know the King!”
This Love Libation
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”
At Home
more and more at home he is entering with glad assurance no longer knocking wondering if I will see him as interruption intrusion guest who puts me on my toesmy best behavior politenesswith an edge of tensionwhisking litter out of sightswabbing the sinkshutting a bedroom doormessout of sightout of mind?I used to make sureI paidContinue reading “At Home”
Be One
You prayed your heart that last night, surrounded by eleven men who listened, astonished, and took note. And after you left (having suffered and risen) John remembered to write it down. For me. For us. For more to come.We need to know what yearningyou expressed for health and harmony:that we be one.And it’s the hardestContinue reading “Be One”
Made to Bear Fruit
Chosen: before you spoke the world, the sky, humanity into beingRescued: from my rotting self and destiny of darkness, loss, eternal deathGifted: to do my special part in this Body, your Family, for your purposesSent: to bring the news about the Rescuer to others still hopelessPlanted: just where you want me rooted in your loveContinue reading “Made to Bear Fruit”
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”
Savoring the Moment
Time tumbles forward, water over the cliff, and my life raft is all too quickly swept downstream. January hurtles past,April, May, August . . .I cling to the edgesand try not to swallow days whole, untasted.What is life worthif not lived with purpose?What if I staytuned to winter freezewhen the sun is out?I say noContinue reading “Savoring the Moment”
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