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”
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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”
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”
Call for Urgent Care
Your body, Lord, needs urgent care! Right hand fights against its own left hand. Ears hear different music, east and west. Eyes are bloodshot, crossed and blurred, seeing only what each wants to see. Lungs breathe in polluted air whose fumes push out the Spirit. Legs crossed, the veins bulge, blocked;feet stay firmly rooted, passionContinue reading “Call for Urgent Care”
Unnamed but Chosen
She lived in a land of darkness oppressed by cruel foreigners. She carried deep personal shame: “barren” was her common name. No hope for a descendant! No sign she could conceive! Her husband had not spurned her,his name must have consoled her:“place of rest: Manoah.” So she was quick to tell himthat a God-sent messengerhadContinue reading “Unnamed but Chosen”
Tangible Intangibles
to grasp the love that cannot be held to know the love that cannot be known to be rooted in love that sent God’ Chosen to die by torture yes, even this is possible although incomprehensibleeven this can be accomplished although never finishedeven this will be my goal although it hangs on things yet unseenIContinue reading “Tangible Intangibles”
The Cleansing
I stand in the wind while it whips along, plastering my body with fine dust, the powdered aftermath of life and death and thirsty earth.Deadwood and seedpodshit the roof, my legs. Birds of prey swoop overheadlooking for the innocent,uncovered, to devour.O Wind of God,protect your own.Hover over, cover us.Breath of Life, strengthen us.Heart of Sun,Continue reading “The Cleansing”
The Acacia Speaks: I Was Made for This!
When I saw the old man pass us to climb the slope, I shivered as wind blew through our dense grove. He had passed this way not long ago,then spent forty days on the summitbefore angrily stumbling back down.We wondered what was up, and whyhe’d thrown away two stone tabletsfilled with divine fingerprints of light.SomethingContinue reading “The Acacia Speaks: I Was Made for This!”
God Offers Us His Warm Embrace
God, who fills the universe,who made it all, the stars and space,did choose to put mankind on earthand focus on this tiny place.The perfect world he made for uswas broken by our parents’ sin,and nothing we try is enoughto heal it, make it whole again. Our God, whose heart is endless love,could never leave hisContinue reading “God Offers Us His Warm Embrace”
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