When I heard him say, “Seek my face,” my heart skipped a beat like a goat leaping high to land on a ledge then jump to the top of a high crag, flat, and shaded by pines to find him there, his face lit up by the rising sun. I wanted to ask him toContinue reading “That One Thing”
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Pressing On!
heart thumping blood pumping I hit my stride and freedom flings feet forward I press on for days and hours scenery fleeing from me so much said and done the coach calls “time” and I cool down flexing muscles drinking water respite freely given my coach wipes clean my knees (I stumbled twice) adjusts myContinue reading “Pressing On!”
The Legacy of Love
Mothering is a long line of love, from my mom’s mom (and hers) to me, to my children, to my daughters and their children— a long, strong line that I pass on with joy, taking great care to keep intact the wisdom, courage, TLC and friendship that has made our line so rich. I amContinue reading “The Legacy of Love”
Living Inside His Love
Living inside Your love I move within a world protected not that I am never wounded but that you keep me safe from ultimate harm from all malignant and pernicious evil inside the loving kindness of your heart I’m held where goodness is my atmosphere and tenderness the song that plays incessantly and heals me,Continue reading “Living Inside His Love”
My Essential Companion
I thought I was alone, figuring out how to navigate this world. Sometimes I walked in burning sun, seeking shade or longing for sunset. Or blasting winds would throw debris over the path, hiding the way forward. Crossroads scared me. Right? Left? But then I sensed eyes on me, a presence by my side. WhoContinue reading “My Essential Companion”
Like the Air that I Breathe
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”
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”
Heartfast!
I want to be heartfast. Feet flat knees flexed legs taut stand my ground. Knocked hard breath blown wind gone still be found in place intact lungs filled arms ready eyes up fixed firm. He’s why I’m steady His hand in mine lifegrip keeping me. I grasp His Word – Truth told lovingly, not justContinue reading “Heartfast!”
Coming Close!
At last the Tabernacle was in place, curtains hung, priests consecrated. And in one awesome moment your glory, Yahweh, moved in. Not even Moses (who saw you on the mountain) could enter now. Your presence packed the tent with holy danger, essence of you made visible to sentient humans: fire, a mass of cloud residing,Continue reading “Coming Close!”
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