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!”
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Still Praying
Patience. Waiting. Longing for movement in the mist that blinds us, sends us to the corner, still praying. Patience. Loving. Putting up with tantrums and the obstinate stupidities of loved ones, still praying. Patience. Persisting. Keeping on in spite of constant irritations, worse yet, in face of outright pain, still praying. Patience. Hoping. Willing toContinue reading “Still Praying”
Prayer Circle
I’m not saying I will beg the Father on your behalf. He already loves you. When I intercede I will be lifting you into his lap for blessing, or, hearing from the Spirit, we will be conversing about how much you’ve grown and how to grow you next, or I will be offering, as always,myContinue reading “Prayer Circle”
What Started at Pentecost
Filled! Not once, but forever! He came to me to live in me, to stay, always. He is the one who gives me power to do the work God planned for me— each day, his way. It started out at Pentecost, a day that changed the world, when he filled the disciples so that theyContinue reading “What Started at Pentecost”
Shout the Joy!
I love you, Lord, my joy, not for all you give but who you are– and yet your gifts drench me in kindness. Each one speaks the soundless words of a true lover delighting in the search for ways to slip his message to me. Joy wraps my moments, weaves into my days. Lights: candleContinue reading “Shout the Joy!”
He Holds My Right Hand!
You hold my hand, Lord, always: King of this whole world, you lead me, making my right hand your chosen tool so that each act becomes a holy service in your master plan. You hold my hand, you love me: Lover of my soul, you treasure me and nurture every gifting given and make eachContinue reading “He Holds My Right Hand!”
Yearning to be Filled
Yearning to be filled, filled up to capacity to the full measure of God’s own fullness— possible? –to be filled like the ocean, deep, with its waters reaching always heavenward, splashing to the shore— possible? –to be filled like the skies, air and clouds all rising higher with the glory of the sunlight reflecting everywhere—Continue reading “Yearning to be Filled”
Firmly Attached
8687429 © Schakal79 | Dreamstime.com What do people think they see when they take a look at me? A pious, clean exterior or a holy, pure interior? Am I set aside for God or content to merely plod along at my own pace, even stumbling in the race to confirm my own high call? No!Continue reading “Firmly Attached”
Share that Light!
I live in darkness, a world that snuffs out lamps and candles wherever it can. But your Light dawns on those who wait, who keep looking up not down. And then you reveal your plans in the network of sky and clouds, tree limbs reaching and touching, your soft light glowing on water as wellContinue reading “Share that Light!”
Hope Rises
Hope rises in your Presence like the misty vapors gently swirling off lake waters as dawn glows golden in the east. It is the warm light streaming from the essence of You that deletes the hopelessness of darkness, and reminds us that a new day is coming, one overseen by your loving care and faithfulness.Continue reading “Hope Rises”
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