25 March 2019

towers and tiles

Photo by Nextvoyage from Pexels
The other evening, as I closed my eyes, I saw an image of the Eiffel Tower and later, a picture of beautiful mosaic work. Yesterday, I asked the Lord if He was trying to say something through these pictures. This morning, He answered, plainly.

Think of the shape if the Eiffel Tower, it grows narrower as it grows taller. So too shall our work together be, little one.

At the base, the beginning, it is broad, wide.  What we first look at in your life will be basic and general. But as we elevate, the things we will target together will get more focused, more specific as the air thins and there is less of the world. Where there is little solid ground, you will not be able to depend on what you know but only lean on Me.

But the view, oh the view, child, when you begin to see what I see!
The mosaic is simple. It is beauty created from brokenness. It is a picture of how I see your life, a reflection of My glory.

Do not despise the breaking.
Do not fear the thin air.
I Am the Master and I Am at work.

24 March 2019

sorrow escapes

dreams that die
leave empty space, openings 
where sorrow escapes

what room to fill
as light invades
and dreams are birthed anew

22 March 2019

love learned

anywhere we land
however temporary
companions appear 
adopting us
reminders of how to love
and be loved
asking only for a sweet touch
giving so much more
than they will ever know

Until then, there are three things that remain: 
faith, hope, and love—yet love surpasses them all. 
So above all else, let love be the beautiful prize for which you run.

19 March 2019

travel light

things are merely 
things and yet 
they carry 
and contain memories

leaving them behind
we lose markers, road signs
ways of getting back
to who and where
we were

a cost deeper
than my heart 
would choose to bear
still, I travel light

18 March 2019

watch and believe

I savour nothing more than 
the Lord's words spoken to me 
in the early morning hours
priceless life to me

I use everything from the greatest to the smallest
I transform tears into glory
did I not turn blood into salvation?
How much more can I transform all things?

Only watch and believe
be strong in the waiting
have I not already commanded you
strong and courageous

I Am in the stillness
when you think I Am not moving

Know and believe

Moses told the people, Fear not; stand still (firm, confident, undismayed) and see the salvation of the Lord which He will work for you today. For the Egyptians you have seen today you shall never see again. The Lord will fight for you, and you shall hold your peace and remain at rest.
Exodus 14:13-14

17 March 2019

Sharing the morning

one of many
sharing the morning 
sun and stillness
but interrupting
with his call

new symphonies 
rehearsed at dawn
noon, nightfall
each unique, orchestra
members welcomed
how, without auditions
can there be such eerie unison?

but He already knew
Who formed each feather
and selects each song

16 March 2019

not too proud

slick black shine
not too proud 
to beg for stroking

offers in return
loyalty in affection
a constant returning
for more

14 March 2019

be saturated

I have not yet learned 
how to settle
to not feel pushed
to "do"
this freedom is alien, unusual
even as I welcome it

this morning, coffee in hand
the Lord whispered

do not strive but be saturated
and allow My presence to manifest 
in the space around you
that space may transcend miles and borders
and yes, even time
for I Am now, then and ever

simply be who you are in Me
speak when I move your tongue
write the words I give you
allow the world to see
you live for Me alone

13 March 2019

through a glass

there is beauty in the blur
when you can both see
and not see
yet colour and light
still have their way

we are drawing close to the One 
Who knows our next steps
cherishing every moment of glory 
He chooses to share with us
along this foggy path

For now we see but a faint reflection 
of riddles and mysteries 
as though reflected in a mirror, 
but one day we will see face-to-face.
My  understanding is incomplete now, 
but one day I will understand everything, 
just as everything about me has been fully understood. 

12 March 2019


May I never lose this wonder
the surprise of beauty
unique, peculiar
and unexpected

Only God Himself
constant in creation
knows what waits
for our eyes to behold

07 March 2019

Random, disturbed, profound

this picture has no connection with the text below, just random beauty

I was trying to read, reading about writing
instead of writing what someone else 
might or might not want to read
and remembering a dear old, no, 
young, blogging friend, who,
once started a thing he titled
Randomly Disturbed Thursdays.
I realised it was, in fact,Thursday
and after all that, still I sat
reading about writing, my highly sensitive self
aware of the most annoying, distracting
sound of a leaky faucet, drip by drop.
I inquired of my husband, who
sat beside me at the kitchen table, also reading
"Where is that dripping coming from?"
Having no answer, he turned his page
continuing, while my ears, ever sharp
even in their half-deafness, tried to discern
"Could it be coming from the bathroom?"
"I can check" he replied, yet did not.
"You're sure it's not the kitchen sink?"
I turned to stare, to see if I could spy 
a silvery slip of something, no
not there, but still, the tap, tap, rhythmic
almost like the ticking of a clock, yes
almost like the clock just behind me 
on the wall, the second hand perfectly timed
to the same pestering sound.
On this Thursday, I found
random, disturbed, profound 
the truth, nothing is as we first
believe, flexibility is essential
and a touch of silly helps sometimes
when you're finding it hard to breathe.

06 March 2019

Ash Wednesday 2019

there are no ashes
marked upon my skin
yet inside, deep
they scatter to fill
an unexpected emptiness

who am I to mark
losses, gathered 
in stacks
of nothing

from which I was created
to which I will return
where the only One Who mattered
matters still

For you were made from dust, 
and to dust you will return

05 March 2019

washed away

early morning, coffee, His Word and His words
all I need

Yes, you hear "washed away"
for surely I have washed away your sins
but  there is so much more
I can wash away your pain
I can wash away your worry
I can wash away memories
that twist and turn and torment

It is already done, child
let it go
receive My cleansing shower
stand in My healing rain

03 March 2019

peace path

rough and rutted, tires rumbling
this noisy road carries us
to a place of peace
a house that is already home
however temporary

May I live to make Paul's words truth --

Not that I am implying that I was in any personal want, 
for I have learned how to be content (satisfied to the point 
where I am not disturbed or disquieted) in whatever state I am. 
I know how to be abased and live humbly in straitened circumstances, 
and I know also how to enjoy plenty and live in abundance. 
I have learned in any and all circumstances the secret of facing every situation, whether well-fed or going hungry, having a sufficiency and enough to spare 
or going without and being in want. 
I have strength for all things in Christ Who empowers me 
[I am ready for anything and equal to anything through Him 
Who infuses inner strength into me;
 I am self-sufficient in Christ’s sufficiency].