work to do

Yes, I have work to do here

I wake early, refusing sleep until late

still, away from what is normal

I have found my return

to communion with my Lord

His words this morning:

we are not finished

the plans I have 

stretch farther than you can see

on a road only made smooth

by faith

and trust in Me

its when you let go of My hand

and when you look around

that fear falls

like Peter on the water

he did the impossible

when his eyes

focused on Me

you, little one

can do likewise

Then Peter called to him, “Lord, if it’s really you, tell me to come to you, walking on the water.”
“Yes, come,” Jesus said. 
So Peter went over the side of the boat and walked on the water toward Jesus. But when he saw the strong wind and the waves, he was terrified and began to sink.
 “Save me, Lord!” he shouted. Jesus immediately reached out and grabbed him. 
“You have so little faith,” Jesus said. “Why did you doubt me?”
Matthew 14:28-31 RSV

 

Working at home

for now

my work is here

within the walls

of a country bungalow

there is meter

rhythm and rhyme

in the folding of a towel

the stirring of thick purées

music born 

in the drip, drip, drip

of fresh coffee

dance of cinnamon

finding release

in the rising of sweet bread

there are those 

who work 

to make their house a home

while here

I am busy

crafting from house a poem

Joining with many at Tweetspeak Poetry celebrating poetry at work day

 

Welcome email - High Calling Newsletters

I just finished working my way through The High Calling's weekly e-newsletter from September 5, 2012.

I started by both reading and listening to a short devotional by Howard E. Butt, Jr. about a young couple who both battled cancer but chose to live out what time they had with joy. I enjoyed listening to the compassion and wisdom in Butt’s voice.

Next, I was drawn to an article titled Next in Line at the Food Stamp Window about someone who never expected to be dealing with food stamps, and unemployment.  Keri Anguiano writes:  “But what happens when you do exactly what you’re supposed to do, and things still don’t turn out right?” and goes on to explain the worries and uncertainties that come from working as teacher. She writes: “My faith doesn’t immunize me against hardship. Oftentimes I wonder if it invites hardship. I wonder if Christians endure more challenging lives than the rest of the population.”

I continued reading, Jennifer Dukes Lee wrote about the mother she is and the mother she isn’t and learning to accept our limitations.  There were also links to excellent articles from others that are part of High Callings Community.

The last link I clicked was to a video and story, again by Howard E. Butt, Jr. about integrity in business.  This short but true piece was amusing but a clear warning at the same time.

Of the many newsletters I receive in my email inbox, this is the only one that I read through consistently, at least scanning each and every article.  Yes, it’s that good and well worth my time and yours.

I completed this review for Handlebar – Directions for Publishing in exchange for a gift card from Amazon dot com.  The opinions I have expressed are my own.


 

Too serious to be serious

Writing is an art
and a craft
a gift
and a responsibility
When I surrender
I am a pen in His hands

We have work to do
says my Lord
There are words to be shared
my God insists

Yes, it is work
that He calls me to
but often I believe what He wants
is for me to take all the words
toss them up in the air
and mark where they land
keeping my hands off
allowing Him to play

This is too serious to be serious
Holy Spirit whispers

Joining Lyla today as we continue to discuss L. L. Barkat's
Rumors of Water at Tweetspeak Poetry