When small seeds of hope, planted in fresh soil, are stolen by the ravens it's easy to become weary. We toil in darkness on hands and knees. Prayer lifted in desperation can seem to hit empty air when the harvest waits. Still, I've found hope doesn't lie in seed. Hope lies in the waiting soul … Continue reading Hope and Soiled Hands
"Praise the Lord! I will praise the Lord with my whole heart." Psalm 111:1 "Life's full of tough choices isn't it?" Ursula in The Little Mermaid Let's be real...life can be hard! We live in a culture that seems to chant the mantra, "Whatever makes you happy must be right." Where did we get the … Continue reading Peace Out!
Rest, weary eyes, I'll keep watch Breathe in deep while I listen Among the noise, tune into the sound of my voice, carrying you high above the chaos to a place of freedom Too mired you've been in the temporal Mud sticking to your shoes reminding you who you were, ash formed into beauty I … Continue reading the simple things
"Awake and sing, you who dwell in dust" Isaiah 26:19
I hear his sweet voice from behind the door. A squeaky, tired, "mom", queuing me to come near quick. He stands in the middle of the bed looking at me with those tired eyes; bed-head pointing in each direction. I smile as he runs towards me. Wobbly feet carry him along, one resolve motivates his … Continue reading The Secret to Peace
I've been looking for you all week. My souls been craving that moment of still when all is right and the soul is breathing as it listens to creation singing softly songs of praise. Today, I found you in the rhythm of the waves.
She walks as if beauty lives in her eyes In one hand she grasps the wind One foot pressed firmly into the sandy substance of time Purposeful peace released in her gaze Prayer for the needy ones escapes on her breath Effortless She strolls alone through the hazy twilight She waits for me - (JD … Continue reading Balance
In my own little world I become numb The small of my back resting in a small little chair In my small little house on a small little street In a small little town Where the green grass grows all around, all around... The days go by one by one like a blur and I … Continue reading The Edge of the World
Hiding in the shadows, the sinister force beckons Maybe happiness lies here just beyond your reach If you could just get a little closer it would all be better Greener grasses, bigger houses, more money, more love, better friends, deeper relationships...better you The something more you can't quite attain but give all to pursue The … Continue reading The Siren Song of Something More
What's the view like from up there? I often marvel at the way you can love us with such depth despite the messes we've made. The problem of pain exists only because we seek to blame you for the bad without crediting you for the good. You see us reeling from the consequences of sin. … Continue reading The View from Above
