What Love Does

When you give your heart away

There is floating in between

A place of honest giving

Trust in how it will be received

The truth in giving love

Is to draw from our Redeemer

The One who gave it all

To the frail and flawed receivers

Faded flower calling in colors

Take a second look before you pass

New does not always mean best

Return to the the richer past

Knowing and loving and being true

Words to solve a puzzle

Understanding why is not so bad

Soak into my loving nuzzel

The question of how does not matter

My heart has been rooted in God

Loving a man that is in a battle

Is a wife’s holy and graceful nod

Moving to the next me brigade

Is nothing compared to commitment

A vow to be what I could not be

Without my Saviour’s commission

A love was protrayed in agony

A sheep praying for her wolves

Nailed to a cross with a silent prayer

Sacrifice is what love does

Apekdechomai (Assiduously Waiting)

Shifting sand and pulling waves

I struggle to keep my balance

Longing heart desire craves

Recall the accepted challenge

Cooling water ebb and flow

Await the next relief

Timely answers held in shadow

Faith beyond belief

New year dawns with stealth approach

Creeping near my soul

Time has passed with tears and love

A healed heart becomes whole

Paused behind the starting line

Poised to take my stance

Anticipation for sound of blast

Strength builds to take the chance

How long before the race is won

Seeps doubt into my mind

Eyes glance up and see the Judge

Hope rests in His sacrifice

A love so vast and worthy

A man so real and true

Jesus came to lay the track

The Way to make it through

This banner raised above my year

A word for hope and wait

Patience with excitement brews

Apekdechomai is the gate.

True Christmas

For those of us who are hidden

By the twinkle of Christmas lights

Cloaked by the carols and merry

Our souls are shining bright

The Kingdom where it all began

Shimmers in everlasting position

The most lovely of all gifts is waiting

Filled with glorious redemption

Tucked underneath a Savior’s arms

Born into a world warring and blue

He holds the sacrificial present

A knight in shining armor kind of rescue

The dreams in our hearts that lie dormant

Our childhood fantasies seem failed

In a blink of an eye they awaken

To the pain of His hands that were nailed

This holiday we know has been stolen

By the rush of shopping and glee

And so we hide beneath tears of loss

But this lament is not where He leaves

Shadows removed by the lights of love

The twinkle can reveal rather than hide

A tree represents the remnant of God

The stump that seemed dead reignites

Hands lifting high we give in worship

What our souls and ours hearts truly need

A focus away from our own selfishness

Notice places of hunger craving seeds

Shifting holy ground is shaken by grace

What was hidden can emerge in mercy

Tears salt the earth and we celebrate

Rejoice in satisfying what was thirsty

Christmas steps into the lost and weary

With the journey of adventurous souls

Come out of hiding with heads lifted high

Walk forth in truth of the ancient scrolls.

Treasures Will Adorn

Empty vessel poured out dry

Sweetness given and gone

What good is the emptiness

A carrier of nothing at dawn?

Rest for a time in the barren

Hope fills the space in waiting

Light and love preparing

Room for grace and filling

Take note of any blemish

Hidden when full of life

Hollow revealing places

Where healing needs more time

Persist in patient stillness

Sorrow comes and goes

Honest measured portions

Our loving Father knows

Time for lavish abundance

Time for wrecked and torn

Time for humble searching

Treasures will adorn

This world of strife and envy

Will keep my heart at bay

But diving into sweetness

I trust Him come what may.

True Treasure

Dusted with joy

My waiting is sweet

What seems like forever

Light quickens defeat

Shadows uncovered

Hidden from view

Trapped voices start singing

Dead life becomes new

Like flowers through concrete

Hope reaching for life

Defiant in darkness

Beauty reigning in strife

It’s not in tomorrow

It’s not yesterday

It’s how we are living

With what’s given today

Taking a moment

Feel my feet on the ground

Imagine earth spinning

Yet stillness is found

Sun and moon rising

With each orbital spin

Daytime gives way

As light comes to an end

Eternally focused

I know light will reign

Dark only for moments

Heart fills with good gain

A small life of waiting

Like seeds in the field

Bursts into a harvest

True treasure revealed.

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 ❤️

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)

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.

Heap of Grain- Thoughts on Psalm 4:6-8

“Many are saying, “Who will show us any good?” (NASB) “ Let the light of Your radiant face break through and shine upon us! The intense pleasure You give me surpasses the gladness of harvest time, even more than when the harvesters gaze upon their ripened grain and when their new wine overflows.” (TPT) “In peace [and with a tranquil heart] I will both lie down and sleep, for You alone, O Lord, make me dwell in safety and confident trust.” (AMP) Psalm 4:6-8

Abundance is good, and having plenty can bring happiness. But what happens when what you have is lost? Can there still be peace and and true joy? As I studied these verses I came across a reference to Ruth 3:7. (The treasure I uncovered is such a gift, and 3/7 is my birthday! This is the intense pleasure God gives in seemingly ordinary moments.) In this verse, Boaz was full and his heart was merry after eating and drinking all evening. He laid down to sleep at the end of his heaping harvest of grain. His heart was at peace and he went to sleep. Enter Ruth. She crept in quietly and placed herself at his feet as a sign of her availability to him. Such a courageous act of faith! She knew of the abundance and hoped for favor and blessing. She needed someone to care for her. She was brave, and she came in close. She put herself at the feet of the provider in such humility.

I too am learning to come in closer to God, my Provider. To wait quietly fosters faith, and to humbly place my self at his feet means I expect Him to fill my needs. Fear of being rejected, or not being provided for can sometimes push me into anxious striving. I don’t want to settle for the crumbs my own hands can gather when I can trust God to provide a feast. By letting God provide for my needs, He puts gladness in my heart. Each time I seek Him with my whole heart, He wholeheartedly fills me in ways that are true and lasting. Why do I have joy in the midst of difficulty and unanswered prayers? Because He gives me all I need. He has the heap of grains I so desire. I must trust the Giver.

Father God, You are my provider. You bring the joy that I seek “Let the light of Your radiant face break through and shine upon us!” I lay my worries and needs at Your feet. Fill me with Your abundance. My heart is available to You. Your perfect love casts out fear. In Jesus’ name, amen.

Rivers in the Wasteland- Thoughts on Isaiah 43:18-19

“Do not call to mind the former things, or ponder things of the past. Behold, I will do something new, now it will spring forth; will you not be aware of it? I will even make a roadway in the wilderness, rivers in the desert.” Isaiah 43:18-19

There is a time and a season to ponder and process the past. But, if we are so stuck in the shame of our failures or remain too long in the pain of what’s been hurtful, we will miss the new miracles of God. Likewise, looking back to the good and wishing for it to be so now, keeps us blinded to the good God has for us next.

I love the new album from Needtobreathe. There is a song called Bullets, “Some bullets that you chose can’t go back in the gun…. Don’t let your heart be stone.” Shame and unforgiveness are on both ends of the bullet. And both can make our hearts be stone. Jesus takes the gun from the hand of the shooter, and heals the wound of the bullet in the victim. He makes a way through the wasteland no matter how terribly dark it may be. There is light and healing. There is a new life-filled stream that can spring from the desert. If God created all that is here, why should I doubt he will create newness and bring forth life in the dead places now?

We must plant our feet on the holiness of the present. This ground where streams spring up in the driest deserts of hopelessness. This roadway that God will make in the wilderness where we can’t see the forest from the trees. I am staking my heart’s tent in the present and will camp here with my eyes on God. He promises to do something new. He redeems our past and parts the waters of the present to make a way through the mighty waters to our future with Him.

Lord, You formed me and chose me. I am Yours, so I will trust that You are doing something new. Even if I can’t see it now, help me remain free from the snares of the past, and live with hope and expectation for those rivers in the wasteland. In Jesus’ name, amen.