Advent 2019

In a season of waiting

Each morning unfolds

Open hands to receive

The story being told

Clenched or closing

Refusing new grace

Shackles old thoughts

No mercy embraced

Sun rises slowly

Brings light to new ways

Trusting the process

Turns color from grays

A blanket of snow

Warms earth underneath

To bear the cold season

Hope springs new relief

For so many years

God’s people were yearning

A Savior foretold

A long time of learning

The birth of a baby

In a manger of hay

The answer to prayer

In the Father’s way

The King who came walking

Just like one of us

His holiness hidden

To love and not crush

This love that was given

Is heavy to bear

Yet when I receive it

I learn how to share

From Advent to Christmas

I must travel alone

Hand in hand with Jesus

To learn what He knows.

She Does

Blades of grass

Soft under her feet

Gift of a journey

A mission to meet

Called from the chaos

A moment of rest

Time slowing down

To gather the best

Her grip is loosened

Uncontrollable things

Falling behind her

Like butterfly wings

A gentle voice guiding

Faith is her strength

Joy is the weapon

She uses at length

Never forgetting

The battle at hand

Obedience leads her

To new spacious land

Aware of the darkness

Existing with light

Following her Father

Persevering with might

For now like Mary

She chooses the good

At the feet of Messiah

She does as she should.

 

“His love broke open the way and he brought me into a beautiful broad place. He rescued me—because his delight is in me!” (Psalm 18:19)

Inspired by Luke 10:42

“But one thing is needful: and Mary hath chosen that good part, which shall not be taken away from her.”

 

A Father’s Pen

I hear a voice calling me

Bend with the wind

Sway like the trees

Lean in and give

Movements of creation speak

Listen to the leaves

Hear the silence

Let go and grieve

On a journey to a Kingdom

Swim in the ocean

Fall into wildflowers

Live now in the open

Endless love offers hope

Look for the light

Rest in the shadows

Stay in the fight

A Father’s pen writes

Step into words

Slow and believe

Story unfolds

New chapter draws me forward

Accepting new seasons

Open hands receive

Strength has reasons

A Savior’s heart plays music

Hands offer grace

Words give water

Reflecting God’s face

I can hear the notes of mercy

Soak in the song

The voice calling me

Was His all along.

Allured

Allured into the wilderness

A place I would not choose

Emptied arms and open heart

Welcome gifts I cannot lose

Promised love fills the barren

Like jars left out for the rain

Desert air without a cloud

But I do not wait in vain

Prayer offered in the waiting

Hope is whispered in my ear

Tenderly He speaks to me

And I walk lighter without fear

I am satisfied with You my God

Your grace has proven more

Here in the place of scorching

Hope provides the door.

(Inspired by Hosea 2:14-15)

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.

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.

You and I

Chasing feathers in the wind

Laughter lingers

like bread crumbs along the way

Wings flew past and left a treasure

Pursue the joy

Notice when it passes

Take hold of chance adventure

Let the dust fly

Clouds float past in bluey sky

Love held in grey

Rain collected

Rainbows ready

Beautiful memories of you and I

Turn the page to city lights

Road trip smiles

Another page turns to spaces

Wide and open country freedom

Windows down

Old familiar music

Singing hearts on top of lungs

Let the love shine

Clouds float past in bluey sky

Love held in grey

Rain collected

Rainbows ready

Beautiful memories of you and I

Study Notes on James 3:17-18

“But the wisdom from above is always pure, filled with peace, considerate and teachable. It is filled with love and never displays prejudice or hypocrisy in any form and it always bears the beautiful harvest of righteousness! Good seeds of wisdom’s fruit will be planted with peaceful acts by those who cherish making peace.” James 3:17-18 TPT

Godly wisdom promotes life and love. Its ways are pure because God is pure. Sowing seeds from a peaceful grounding in this wisdom will bring settledness. Drawing direction from above allows a natural pause that must go past my initial emotions to reach the unwavering plumb line of God. There is peace in the pausing that fosters a better chance of sowing good seeds in response, rather than the unintended hypocrisy of selfish words spoken from prideful reactions based on initial assumptions.

Blowing off steam never brings resolution. Sure, I may feel better when I spit out all the ways someone has done me wrong, but what are the effects? An ego boost when someone validates me? Is that what I am really after? No. I want peace. Truly. I feel better when I am peaceful. Life feels more solid and my existence seems more one with creation. I want more harmony with the people in my world. I am faced with opportunities every day to be more of a peacemaker. And to be honest, I haven’t sown enough peace in the seeds I am tossing around. I get caught up in the actions of others and how they affect my day. I know there is a wiser way to seek solutions, for justice, and to bring light where there is darkness. I must be careful not to fuel the darkness, but cover the opposition with more gentle kindness. If I am called to clear the temple of the money changers, I will be ready. In the meantime, I need to heed the call to sow for growing more peace.

Lord, I want to be a peacemaker. Help me to be an unwavering picture of Your wisdom in my life. Forgive me for sowing discontent and not peace. I am grateful for opportunities to try again. Help me remember to draw from Your wisdom above and not myself. In Jesus’ name, amen.

Deeper Still

There is hope in the aftermath

Grace in the fury

Letting go and letting God

Freedom from worry

Pain pulls my heart to Him

Quiet mystery

Unrequited beckoning

Let Him capture me

Deep calls to deeper still

Soul always longing

Made to want a lovers touch

Held in belonging

Discarded for another’s shine

Won’t dull my light

Glowing joy will fuel my smile

Settled heart tonight

Prayers lift for healing sleep

Breathe in for peace

Eyes closed in knowing trust

Sweet sleep released.

Filling

To be filled with goodness

There must be space

Pour out the heavy

Let filling await

Bask in the feeling

Lighter and free

Stand still in the moment

To breathe and just be

Allow awe and wonder

Guide your next move

Awake to your dreams

You’ve go nothing to prove

Unshackle your heart

From the coldness of fear

Re-ponder your purpose

Once vision is cleared

Time may tick slowly

While standing in place

But peaceful in knowing

I am filling with grace.