around the curve

I have been frozen in my brokenness

dry, splintered, fragile

the road ahead and behind

rocky, rutted, slippery

hard to see signposts

in clouds of dust

my steps are small, painful

both in body and heart

yet surely the refreshing

the eruption of new life

is waiting, ever waiting

just around the next curve

For I will [fully] satisfy the weary soul, 

and I will replenish every languishing and sorrowful person.

Jeremiah 31:25 Amplified

morning walk

the morning rose clear

bright and fresh

perfect time to take a walk

around the bend

soaking in images

of the land I am leaving behind

turning back toward home

the house nestled in the trees

that soon will be home to others 

while we are away

the Shasta daisies

reaching to the sun

wild, invasive beauties

tended by the Master gardener

our water source

man's design to draw

what the Creator provided

may our hearts ever be open

to receive His promised

Living Water

if that is all we have

it is much more

than we will ever need

 On the final and climactic day of the Feast, 

Jesus took his stand. 

He cried out, “If anyone thirsts, 

let him come to me and drink. 

Rivers of living water will brim 

and spill out of the depths 

of anyone who believes in me this way, 

just as the Scripture says.”

John 7:38 The Message

 

living water

the bathroom renovation is nearing completion

things at first only imagined are becoming real

fixtures are in place

lines are connected

and water flows

there is a finish line

we will cross it

and the work will be over

the renovation of my heart

mind and spirit

continues and continues

no perfection until I stand

in His presence

drenched in living water

flow fast

flow free

drench me

Do not be conformed to this world but be transformed by the renewal of your mind, 

that you may prove what is the will of God, what is good and acceptable and perfect.

Romans 12:2 RSV

walking with the imperfect but redeemed at Emily's

 

Drink...

I waited for rain, day after day,
and while Environment Canada posted high probabilities,
the skies remained locked tight
hard as the steel colour of the slow moving clouds

With patience thin and brittle I found myself
as parched as the ground we walked upon
flurries of dust rising with each step

Lord, You alone know how much we need your rain
my prayer repeated
and a bit of misty moisture fell
Is this it?  There surely must be more
as dry remained and another day passed into history

More there has been, drip by drip
no deluge, but a steady leak
just enough to awken my thirst to new depths
and while I would wish for Him to drench me
pouring out lavish drinks of Himself
He instead asks me to seek, and to gather
to savour the smallest licks
of refreshing

Joy filled
I find it is enough...

Then the Lord said to Moses, “Look, I’m going to rain down food from heaven for you. Each day the people can go out and pick up as much food as they need for that day. Exodus 16:4a NLT



Joining Joan over at Emily's, walking with the broken, the imperfect, the redeemed...