Mirror Reflections

Unplugged from the news, the nasty noise of blame, I am well placed, with ears to hear what the Spirit is singing. The sweet symphony of a gentle breeze rustling through the trees beckons my consideration of Who blows this unseen wind? The world is quick to finger point at science, to cast a…

Encounters

Rising from a sound sleep, unafraid, feeling refreshed, energized, and secure. “He who dwells in the secret place of the Most High shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty. I will say of the LORD, “He is my refuge and my fortress; My God, in Him I will trust.” Surely He shall deliver you…

Gratitude Art

You are in charge of the amount of joy you will allow. Be the fool, and rejoice in the great future that God has planned. Stretch the idea of art to include whatever sparks a fancy in you! Our awesome Father gave us all talents. Do what you love! Write, Bake, Run, Paint, Sing, Carve,…

Christmas Poetry

On Friday, December 25, 1863, Henry Longfellow—as a 57-year-old widowed father of six children, the oldest of which had been nearly paralyzed as his country fought a war against itself—wrote a poem seeking to capture the dissonance in his own heart and the world he observes around him that Christmas Day. Henry’s most widely read…

Flight Imagined

“Imagination is the largest nation in the world!” To pause and imagine yourself flying above and seeing all things through the eyes of God — is to wait upon the Lord to adjust our lenses. Fly above the current chaos and listen with ears to hear what the Spirit of God says. Imagine your words,…

Yikes Yeats

Come away, O human child, To the waters and the wild, With a fairy, hand in hand, For the world’s more full of weeping than you can understand. ~ W. B. Yeats (1865-1939) Come away, O child, To the Truth, to the living waters and the wild. With an angel guiding, with Holy Spirit abiding,…

John Donne

He was a scholar, soldier, and a cleric who was made Dean of St Paul’s Cathedral in 1621. He was a favorite read as an English Poet and 160 of his sermons were published. He lived from 1571 – 1631. A revised prose of John Donne. “All mankind is in one Volume.” When one person…

Emptiness filled

“Once upon a time I went walking down a lonely road. I thought I had no one who would share my heavy load. Truth’s sting pierced me, as I stood at the foot of my King. There were three crosses of destiny on a hillside that day. As I looked at my Saviour, I cried…

Cared for

As stars stretch the sky, enter my dreams, Lord. Father I pray You give me eyes to see and ears to hear Thy voice. Help me make a wise choice. This is my prayer, Lord, lead me with your Grace, to a place where I am safe. In Your light, I hold tight as my…

Stroll Slowly

This delightful garden tale was written by one who believes God makes us all different, for His purpose, plan and delight. May it speak to your soul as it did mine. Stroll slowly through the king’s garden and look up and give thanks. Our Father delights when He sees us using our gifts to the…