waterways flowing like oxygen & wind throughout limb & back again circulate pattern—the goodness of God the life is in the blood capillaries to cells tickle elbows—remind us to dance what’s in your blood? a chex mix of God-gifts? or toxic trinkets? have your veins been emptied yet—to be filled with His blood? coursing, giving, receiving, going. never stagnant or unconnected veins flow from heart—where God’s love poured! start there— love
thank You for water as it rises, the kind that cleanses & covers. take away the debris & let everything sparkle & shine thank You in this evil age, You are here, in our midst. You are good & you do good like a mosaic of music, You compose the things we go through into a giant mural of good. & though we can only see one note at a time, by faith we understand the symphony song will be in harmony with Heaven when we fall down & allow You to compose thank You for compost, the trash […]
each day-start, I open a new book with fresh pages, & paint a glory hello. greet Me, too. open your eyes & sing. & at the end of the evening, I close the book, put the day on My shelf of stories & cuddle into bed with My beloved. I love cold grass tickling between My toes with you, I like to take you to breakfast—Me, you, runny egg yolks & rye toast. I’ll never forget your smile. breakfast with you. You’re there when my dad died & the black hole opened in my mind. You stooped to […]
little yes’ add up. like breaths add up to a lifetime, cells & atoms compose creation, cents make a million, seeds sow to orchards, & seconds tick to century, little yes’ to God count, create a life of rest & praise pleasing to Jesus. like these seeds & cents, our lives matter. our tiny daily choices matter—what we choose to think, what we do with our time, how we treat others, how we steward what we’re given, how we respond to the love of God. it all matters. it all adds up. & it starts with one yes. one […]
my elbows & thought balloons, my cell smiles & hair slides, every heart flicker & each blink—they all fit inside Your palm. so there they’ll stay—every piece of me. & as You eclipse my mondays & decembers, i’m fine to be found in You. my little bits contained in Your eternal embrace. Infinite Friend, You know no end. i want to lose my drops in Your endless ocean! teach me to stay in Your hug.
use what you’re given. don’t let those ingredients just sit on the counter! but partner with Grace to become what He paid for spend time standing at the kitchen counter, seeking the directions for the ingredients in the recipe of God take what you’re given & GO forward in what to do with it God wants us to advance His Kingdom in the earth do what you’re told move forward in faith don’t grow weary or allow tired be His become in the secret quiet live a life set apart to the King He is your strength live IN Him […]
have you ever baked banana bread? or scones? any baked good?! baking requires exact measurements for it to come out great, so using a recipe is wise if you want a moist bread or gooey cookies. in a recipe, there is an ingredient list complete with measurements for each ingredient, and a numbered list of directions of what to do when with those exact measurements, including the number to preheat the oven to & the amount of minutes to put the tray in the oven for. it’s all there. “The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want.” Psalms 23:1 […]
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Light up cave with lantern burning Not here Salt air whips my hair as I sail Churning waves—eyes set on quest Not here To the stars, seeking in weightless velvet no Wood quiet Wood still Sunlight sifts through Canopy Here? A whisper—yes. Pause—rest. Be a moment, as love overcomes. Seek God! He promises if we seek Him, we Will find Him!! Happy are those who keep his decrees and seek him with all their heart Psalms 119:2 “You will seek Me and find Me when you search for Me with all your heart.” Jeremiah 29:13 […]
Your Fire tickles my toes, flames lick each tip, lighting me to dance don’t stop telling me secrets whisper it all I want to Know—the flowers’ dress sizes the stars’ names & where the wooly mammoths used to find You in the morning. I want to know what the volcanoes know, and where is the rain stored? I want to know. I want to know You More. come close, I can’t breathe without You. everything else is mannequin mirage, crumbs & vapour, coming to nothing. The earth waits, for You. so make me pregnant—expectant of You. like Moses met with […]
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