27 February 2019

His peace

Last Malawi road trip
seeking comfort and calm
found in the beauty of Zomba Plateau
this, may my heart remember

Peace I leave with you; 
My [own] peace I now give and bequeath to you. 
Not as the world gives do I give to you. 
Do not let your hearts be troubled, neither let them be afraid. 
[Stop allowing yourselves to be agitated and disturbed; 
and do not permit yourselves to be fearful and intimidated 
and cowardly and unsettled.]

23 February 2019

Second love

years have passed swiftly
my mind, my heart distracted
months of preparation
for the mission field
then the years of serving

my pen ran dry

with Jesus as my first love
writing was my second
and in pursuing the work of One
in a new and foreign way
I have lost the other

I know I can have both
for He tells me, over and again
the He provides the words
if only I will share them

as we begin preparations to come back 
to the life we had forever placed behind us
may I find the path to return
to my life of words

sharing His heart and mine

My heart is overflowing with a good theme;
I recite my composition concerning the King;
My tongue is the pen of a ready writer.

21 February 2019

Tread lightly

As we walk through our last days here in Malawi
we were blessed to retreat to the Lake
I feel I am treading as lightly
as this curious sandpiper

I am sure I will be able to share more
as time and distance
add perspective
for now --

how can a broken heart speak?
how do you share words you never planned to need?
what shape is that kind of disappointment?