The delicate clusters of golden rain, their petals showering dry ground, wine for the wasps and giant bees, sustenance for ants, and for my soul – the sun rising through haze with joy, highlighting intricate branch formations soaking the blossoms and mango babes, life source for nature, and for this day – doves silhouetted againstContinue reading “Sustenance in the Cold Dry Wind”
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Prayer: To Be Like Jesus!
To be like you! That has been my purpose though I said the words with little understanding of what they really mean. “Not my will, but YOURS be done!” you prayed, putting all the outcomes in your Father’s hands. You knew the cross was coming. You came to obey, to do what you were sentContinue reading “Prayer: To Be Like Jesus!”
Prayer Like Waves
I’ve been crying out to you, my Lord, my Father, my King, over and over and over, my prayers like waves rolling in to crash and humbly recede into the mass of other currents, a myriad of prayers. This one overwhelming longing keeps roiling in, longing, hoping. I bring it before you, daily, begging forContinue reading “Prayer Like Waves”
Waiting on You
Fear of the future and of lurking dangers can keep us stranded, hope lost or at a fragile place. I had a lot to learn . . .
Waiting
I’m running toward goals, panting as the marathon takes on new twists and turns. I thought it would be a straight run, one goal in sight, but now it seems I need to run four roads at once, keeping close track of miles run, things done. I’m not sitting back! I’m moving ahead with purpose,Continue reading “Waiting”
Hurting Humans Have His Heart
Bulbul songs in syncopation, dove moans sifting down from trees, coucal riffs descending, rhyming, roosters greeting dawn with glee, I’m surrounded by the music harmonies of melodies. In it all I find I’m waiting for the One who talks to me. While I’m waiting, here comes stillness, then a distant toddler’s shout and the noiseContinue reading “Hurting Humans Have His Heart”
Your Promptings
Heart open to you, Jesus, I wait in silence. The bulbul lauds you, the bees harmonize, setting leaves to quivering as they light and leave. A shiver is enough to let me know you are here, touching the deep fabric of who I am, and who you want me to be. Just like the softContinue reading “Your Promptings”
The Alert Wait
The birds and I flit about in this gray dawn inspecting windfall treasures, breathing the dense perfume of damp earth and spectacular blossoms. The trees wait in silence for whatever happens next and now so do I. This day is one that God has made; he has a plan, and I will stay alert toContinue reading “The Alert Wait”
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