Highway dream

from https://www.dreamstime.com

I was driving in the left lane of a large expressway (western style, driver in the left seat of car)

In the lane of oncoming traffic next to me there was a fire (not sure if it was a vehicle burning or something else)

The air was dark and smoke filled making it difficult to see anything.  I was driving fast and almost didn’t notice a fire truck or ambulance driving toward me in my lane. As I quickly attempted to move to the next lane another emergency vehicle pulled into that lane. I was able to swerve and avoid hitting them, still maintaining my speed.

As soon as I passed, everything exploded into flames that I could see in my rear view mirror as I continued moving forward.

During this time of turning, transition awaits

and I know we are to continue moving ahead.

What fires or trials we will avoid and those that wait ahead 

are as yet unknown.

But only to us.

Our Lord already knows and has already felt the flames.

May we look only to Him 

and pass through smoke free.

and the satraps, prefects, governors and royal advisers crowded around them. 

They saw that the fire had not harmed their bodies, nor was a hair of their heads singed; 

their robes were not scorched, and there was no smell of fire on them.

Daniel 3:27 NIV

write His name

waves roll

gentle, lacy edges

teasing shore

magnetic energy grounds

me, locked

here, in this moment

watching, waiting

anticipating

as if an answer 

would be etched

upon the sand

wander, where the wetness

creeps, use a big toe

as your pen

write His name, there

FIRE

strong enough to quench

even these waters

there and only

do all answers

cry

finding whitespace along the shore with Bonnie

 

Things we can not control

Last year there was hemp grown for seed in the field adjacent to our land.  The hemp fibre was not harvested and did a fantastic job as a snow fence all winter, helping to keep our road from getting blown in beyond hope.

The only way to redeem the field for planting is to burn away all that remains.  The farmer began the burning late yesterday afternoon, stopping before dark only to begin again today.

I watched the flames.  I watched the swirling smoke, all at once both awed and frightened.

Fire has power.  Fire has strength.  Fire has force we can not control.

The farmer checks the wind speed and direction, seeking the safest conditions.  Still...

Wind has power.  Wind has strength.  Wind has force we can not control.

Yet perhaps my post title things we can not control  is misleading.  For us mere mortals, control is an illusion.  Only illusion.

Not only can we not control the elements, we can not even control our desire to control.

My hands are empty, palms upturned,  all that I am, and all I can do, is in Him.

I surrender.

I am the Vine, you are the branches. When you’re joined with me and I with you, the relation intimate and organic, the harvest is sure to be abundant. Separated, you can’t produce a thing. John 15:5 The Message


walking with Emily and the broken redeemed

 

cultivation

an act of violence

upon the land

last year's dry stubble

flares, sparks

flames rise

as smoke fills yards

and valleys

deep into the night

licks of fire burn on

an act of violence 

upon the land

no harsher

then the ripping away

of heavy equipment

removing old

to prepare for new

cultivation is

an act of violence

upon the land

without which

nothing grows

roots loose their grip

and submit

to the crops to come

hanging out with poets at the pub
 

Consuming fire...

Do you see what we’ve got? 

An unshakable kingdom! 

And do you see how thankful we must be? 

Not only thankful, but brimming with worship, 

deeply reverent before God. 

For God is not an indifferent bystander. 

He’s actively cleaning house, 

torching all that needs to burn, 

and he won’t quit until it’s all cleansed. 

God himself is Fire!  

Hebrews 12:28-29 The Message

 

 Joining Deidra and the Sunday singers