Tossing Seeds

Drowsy from the rocking earth

Lulled to sleep by trauma

Only so much a heart can take

Of screens unfolding drama

Blink awake to find the truth

Defy the sweetened slumber

Reach for light and love and truth

Before darkness pulls you under

Wake up life and spiritual nature

Chip away ice from my heart

Heated by the melting warmth

Of creation, beauty, and art

Yes the evil rips my soul

Yes the pain is real

But I will never give away

The joy that kindness reveals

Passing people side by side

No words or glances shared

Agenda drives the scheduled rush

May I interrupt your solemn stare?

I give you my smile and honest face

I’m searching for the story

A glimpse into the page you’re on

Acknowledging your glory

Give me a second, a gift of your time

A holy interruption of silence

When words and laughter enter in

We pierce the mundane in defiance

Tossing seeds of encouragement

Will land in the hungry soil

Growing roots and sturdy footholds

Harvesting good fruit from our toil.

 

Life In Spite of the Scars

This Holy Book, where life is found

Rips up the hardness in my heart’s ground

Voiceless pondering, things of old

Solitary mining for treasures and gold

Lonely places in a discarded life

Filling with redemption as the bride of Christ

Hope and mercy, graceful love

Lands on the runway from Heaven above

No need to hurry or scrape for a chance

Your desires are known by a Father’s glance

Abiding in strength, when others see weak

I am learning to listen to a Man who was meek

Yeshua, Jesus, Mighty Counselor, I Am

Light in the darkness, like pearls in a clam

A heart that is open, and eyes that will see

Partake in the goodness meant for you and me

Do you sleep in peacefulness, and wake full of joy?

Life is a gift, like a child’s Christmas toy

Morning by morning, new life and new day

Truth and purpose, on my knees when I pray

No matter your worry, your sins, or your doubt

This Lover of souls will not leave you without

Redemption comes to you right where you are

In the middle of darkness, in spite of the scars

The wounds that burn will find ways to inspire

Your path has been lit by God’s Holy fire

He will use you to bring justice and might

Take up your armor, and prepare to fight

Your orders were written in the ink of blood

Rise and renew what sin has undone

We will never be ready with perfection in view

But sowing with hope, He will make all things new.

Surrendered to Seeds- A Secret Lament

The battles and questions do not give way

When hope is spoken come what may

Years of prayer and faithful trust

Leave us in waiting, ashes and dust

With lifted eyes we’ve hoped to see

Our desires answered, binds set free

Betrayals and sickness, cancer and loss

Seemingly drowning like leaves under moss

We find a comfort in secret lament

Rich in darkness, soil prayers are sent

Surrendered to seeds despairing to grow

Silently pressed into earth below

Quieted language and resting in dirt

We learn of sweetness being honest in hurt

Sadness and tears soften the ground

Water and salt clears sight and sound

We listen for breathing and look for light

In passionate peace grows strength and might

Husks of hope will break open in time

We wait together holding, yours, ours, mine.

 

Written in honor of Scott and Kaleen ❤️

Beauty and Truth- Thoughts on Philippians 4:8

“Finally, brothers and sisters, fill your minds with beauty and truth. Meditate on whatever is honorable, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is good, whatever is virtuous and praiseworthy.” (Philippians 4:8 The Voice)

Here is a final attempt to show the Philippians (and us) the way to experience peace. The battles of perplexity and anxiousness are won first in our thoughts. If we can fill our minds with the light of truth, all things will be seen more clearly. If we find our way to the beauty, and behold what is lovely, good, and right, our hearts will settle. Even when faced with the most difficult situation, or a person causing us to despair. We have no control over how or where they stand. Where I stand matters more than anyone or anything else. And what I choose to let my mind be filled with will determine my response. My actions are what others see. My words are what they will hear. What flows from my heart into the world will tell of the well it draws from.

My mind is the engine which generates judgement or love. Since God is the judge, I must generate love. Loving God should fuel loving others the way He loves me. I want to generate this love. So I must determine my steps by filling my mind with beauty and truth. What I let my heart feed on is the fuel for my life. Because my heart is the wellspring of life, I want to filter and protect its contents. Just like my water filter at home. I go to the best source of water I have, and then let the filter clean what I cannot see. Instead of judging others based on what I see, I want to let love and God’s truth be the filter. So much in our world seems dark, and yet I have seen light in otherwise dark places. Situations that seem to be lost causes, or stories of terrible events at the hands of people have moved me to look for the heart of the matter. Not to excuse but to look for redemption, the way God redeemed me. God loves with an unconditional love, and this is the way I am to love. It is a difficult thing sometimes, yet each day is a chance to judge less and love more. When I ponder judgement, my pride takes a shadowy stance on my heart. When I ponder how to bring forth God’s love and fill my mind with how He sees, there is light and peace.

Heavenly Father, You are a good and gracious God. Out of Your Heavenly Kingdom flows life and redemption. Thank You for sending Your Son Jesus to us as a human just like me. I am moved to tears when I think of this love. You did not reign down judgement, but sacrificial mercy and grace. Yes, there are consequences for sin, but I leave this judgement to You. Help me to see with Your eyes, and love with Your heart wrapped with mine. Let my hands and feet be in sync with Your plan and will for me. Fill my mind with Your goodness and truth. In Jesus’ name amen.

Bound to Endure- Thoughts on Psalm 25:5

“Escort me along the way; take me by the hand and teach me. For You are the God of my increasing salvation; I have wrapped my heart into Yours!” David (Psalm 25:5 TPT)

“…Lead me into Your truth… I wait…” (NASB)

The Passion Translation threw me here, so I dug in to find how waiting was translated into wrapping my heart into God’s. Language is one of my favorite things, and what a delicious treat I found! By search and discovery in the Hebrew Lexicon, the root word in the Bible for waiting is ‘qavah’, meaning to twist or bind like a rope. So where does waiting tie in? (Pun intended!) Reading further into this rich word I found clarity and insight. To wait involves strength to endure. And to ‘qavah’ is to bind, be strong, hold fast to the hope of God, and to wait on Him. With Him. Bound to His heart.

God has used one simple word to blow my mind this morning. I am learning more by trying to understand less. Lofty concepts built on simple truths are inspiring, and I am reading several books with great insight and wisdom. I appreciate the wonderful lessons learned by others that are shared in black and white. But where God is taking me is foundational. If I bind myself to God first, I have the strength I need to endure. My story can inspire others. Yet true peace and wisdom comes from each unique journey taken by a heart bound to God’s. My strength lies in the simple yet profound and life changing act of binding my heart to His and letting Him escort me through life. I am never alone, and He will not change. Attaching myself to anything or anyone else must come second. People and circumstances will change or fail me, But God never will.

Lord, Unwrap my heart from unholy things. Forgive my carelessness with my soul. I bind myself wholly to You and seek to grow in strength while I wait for my future to unfold. Help me to live with integrity and yet not push others away. Let others be drawn to Your heart through me and lead me away from anything that separates me from You. Protect my life with Your covering and let the blood of Jesus purify my heart. In His name, amen.

Hearts in the Harvest- Thoughts on 2 Corinthians 4:16-17

“Therefore we do not lose heart. Though outwardly we are wasting away, yet inwardly we are being renewed day by day. For our light and momentary troubles are achieving for us an eternal glory that far outweighs them all. So we fix our eyes not on what is seen, but what is unseen, since what is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal.” 2 Corinthians 4:16-18 NIV

Paul puts into words so beautifully why we do not lose heart. We- meaning those who have surrendered our lives and hearts completely to Jesus. He speaks of being afflicted, crushed, perplexed, persecuted, and struck down, and then points to the miracle of being renewed day by day. This is the opposite of what makes sense in the face of so much hardship. A full surrender to the eternal hope of God’s care is the key that unlocks the chains of trouble in the physical world. There is an eternal glory without end on the other side of this world, and our current troubles can be viewed as light and fleeting when we believe this truth, and let our faith guide and guard our hearts.

I find myself struggling to communicate the depth of my hope sometimes. To say I have surrendered my heart fully to Jesus seems to fall with flippancy on the hearts of those in the midst of despair. I feel the need to explain my own pain I have walked through to justify my hope journey and faith walk now. I was gently reminded this morning that my first commitment is to God. My own disciplines and cultivation of the intimacy and relationship with Jesus is where my hope springs from. I must tend to this and let God tend to the ways He uses me in the lives of others. I can’t save the world on my own, but I can live my life as a testimony of God’s saving grace. I can love and I can speak of the wonder of God’s power in my life. I can stand in the gap, lifting prayer as the bridge for those who so desperately seek answers to their pain and hardship. It is only when you choose to surrender fully to God that freedom will come. This is a personal choice, and one I have to make day after day.

Lord, thank You for the hope You have planted deep in my heart. Let the harvest come. Thank You for the renewing power of Your love. Let the harvest come. Help me to guard my own heart and cultivate the tenderness of compassion and humility while serving the needs of others. Let the harvest come. In Jesus’ name, Amen.

Nothing More To Prove

The secret life we hold within

Tells the story of who we are

Actions beyond skin and bones

Truth must travel far

Souls scatter bread and crumbs

Remnants of heart desires

Hints of love and light within

Scorched by worldly fires

Wounded by the rough terrain

We fight to keep our strength

And hope for merciful mending

Can we go the length?

Turn to find a basket full

Collected crumbs of bread

Loving pursuit by saving love

He’s followed my every tread

Where are you going sweet girl of mine?

His eyes are filled with grace

I cannot seem to remember now

But I am found within Your face

These secrets I hold are ugly

The blackness seems too dark

I fear the light that searches

But trust the graceful spark

Seeing feels unwelcome

But shame has disappeared

This basket full of my dreams

Contains hope without fear

Time to rest and explore this love

Proven by my Savior’s cross

I traveled long and far with shame

But none of life was lost

Everlasting Kingdom fields

Are ready for us to explore

Secrets opened and mercy found

With God, there is so much more

Take my hand my bride, my girl

Every day is new

Restoration sweetens the story

Nothing more to prove.

Thistles and Grace

From dust we were formed

To dust we return

We rise with the wildflowers

And feel the sun’s burn

Not left without shade

Or water to thrive

But in toil with our hands

Harvest honey from hive

Sweetness from crushing

Wine press for grapes

Droplets of sweat

Proves what we create

Desires are shaken

Twisted in two

But gathered in mercy

By the Father who knew

Freedom and wisdom

Come at a price

Mysteries unspoken

His love will suffice

Driven from Eden

A heavenly blow

We yearn to return

To the Home our hearts know

Heirs to the Kingdom

Exiled to this place

We cultivate goodness

Shred thistles for grace

Passionate purpose

Cast seeds into ground

A harvest will come

In this hope I am found.

 

A Good Thief

Jesus is described as a thief in the night (1 Tes 5:2). Only this particular robber comes to take our hearts back to where we belong. Stolen from the world where we have lived and loved in, taken from a place filled with joy and pain, good and evil. He will steal our hearts and place them back in His treasure chest.

We as believers are jewels, being refined in this world to be prepared for the next. I am encouraged to know that the fires of affliction, loss, betrayal, and pain are the very things that make me shine brighter when endured through the process. The hope of eternity makes each season of joy shine brighter, and I am more gratefully aware of the coming Kingdom. With this reminder, I am struck by the urgency of being prepared.

Each new day is a gift. I want to open it slowly, be more intentional with my moments, and be ready for what comes. I belive God leaves the mystery of not knowing the time of Christ’s return because we need the anticipation. This pushes us to a deeper level of faith through living with expectancy. Yes, our current now can seem like the best thing, a place to cling to for life. And it is. And yet, there is something better to come. This is truth, and it is exciting!

Father God, I am grateful to know You. Let my life be as a jewel in Your crown, shining for others to see. Let my words and actions reflect Your glory. Help me to notice lost souls, hurting hearts, and those who do not know You. Give me the right words to point them to You. Let my story be lived at Your hand. May I co-author well in the waiting, and do my part to serve where You are working. Help me to live my life in honor of the expectancy You desire. In Jesus’ name, amen.

Heart of Redemption

When my spirit is grounded

The chaos fades

Like fog burning off

Sun on the shade

Brightening beauty

Revealing peace

Glimmer in shadows

Calm is released

Morning brings newness

Warmth to the sand

Flowers reopen

In the Creator’s Hand

Emerge from the cover

Of evening and stars

Rested and healed

From yesterday’s scars

Receiving the oils

Of gladness and love

Poured in extravagance

From Heaven above

Released from the shame

Let joy be your guide

Forgiveness and mercy

Held close by your side

Though Eden has faded

Her seeds still remain

A heart of redemption

Plowed well from the pain

Sow with a view

Of blessings to come

The barren will bloom

Thy will be done.