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”
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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!”
No Holding Back!
“Sell all that you have and give it away!” my Lord Jesus said to the wealthy inquirer, and then, said to me, “No more holding back!”That’s just what he meant when he said, “Hand it over,your life and your soul!For what I requireis total commitment,no half-hearted ‘oh . . .’ ”That’s how I discoveredthat hisContinue reading “No Holding Back!”
What I Need to Walk this Path
It’s getting dark, there’s no light on the path. I stumble and fall. I shouldn’t have left my best flashlight back there in the hall. I look all over for something to eat—forgot to bring lunch!My stomach rumbles and grumbles complaintwith nothing to munch.So now my strength is wilting away,with no energy stored.Then I hearContinue reading “What I Need to Walk this Path”
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”
Called to Bear Fruit
Since I was small, just tasting your Word, I’ve longed to be like Joseph, whose blessing prophesied rampant fruitfulness. Let me be a fruitful vine! Let my roots drink deep waters so my shoots stretch vibrantly up and over the walls, fruit falling freely. I desperately needyour streams of living waterdrenched with plant foodto fillContinue reading “Called to Bear Fruit”
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”
Craving Joy
When sorrow sits heavy on my soul I want to remember to go deep, stretch down to my foundations, touch the joy that lies there, waiting, holding on. It’s easy to forget, to wallow in the mud that seems pervasive, heavy, dark. But my Mentor has been nourishing my roots, plunging them yet furtherinto theContinue reading “Craving Joy”
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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