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

 

by listening

I remind myself every morning: 

Nothing I say this day will teach me anything. 

So if I'm going to learn, 

I must do it by listening. 

Larry King

 

in the stillness with Sandy

 

Java and Jesus

wet warm

steam rises

pour it strong

milk's thin swirl

melting to caramel

lips meet hot

tongue greets bitter

each morning

here at the window

first light

cracks the sky

sipping silent

my heart opens

as we meet

The January theme at Tweetspeak Poetry's Every Day Poems is Coffee & Tea

 

Be that light

I know I'm not alone in my desire to walk in the perfect will of God.
We ask.  We pray.  We beg at times.
"Lord, what would you like from me?"

This morning  as I opened my journal He answered in simple words that He has used before:

Just as the night can not hold back the morning
darkness can not hold back the light

Where light is 
darkness splinters, cracks and shatters

I call you to be that light

Remembering and reminding others 
that no matter how deep or long the night

morning always comes

 

Loving how His hand moves with Jennifer

 

Awakening

Slow

morning fills

with His fire

colours glow

 

 

Breathing in the stillness with Sandy today...

 

Ordered steps

Day begins
a slice of light
mornings wake earlier now
time not just rolling on
no, but spinning
faster than breath can catch

In the quiet dawn
He speaks truth, promises

Ask of Me and I will order your days.  Those things that weight heavy in your estimation may be totally unnecessary to Me. Let me show you how to choose the better part as you linger with Me - more will be accomplished than you can comprehend.

My usually quiet week has filled with lunch dates and other things to do I had not expected.
But I listened.
And I asked.
And I will allow Him to order my days.
I will go where He sends me, do what He requests.
And I will come back to His feet.
The better part indeed.
Grace runs wild. Free.

The very steps we take come from God; otherwise how would we know where we're going? Proverbs 20:24 The Message 

 

Joining Jennifer and others as we cherish His presence.

and sharing also with Emily and the broken beloved ones.

 

No boasting here

I stroke a brush
against canvas
layers of colour
dripping heart
for all to see

I drop words
into lines
on papers and screens
stripping soul
for all to read

I sense pressure
from my own fingers
drumming my back
“well done”
as if I could lay claim
to creative ability

I cannot boast, now
as I look
upon the sunrise
His glory
And I, even I,
The work of His hands

The heavens declare the glory of God; the skies proclaim the work of his hands  Psalm 19:1 NIV

Another fortune from Psalm 19 - submitted to T. S. Poetry

October begins

The days dawn later now.  It is yet dark as I sit, opening the cover of my journal, waiting to see what the Lord would share.  Yesterday and again today, as September slips away to make room for October, He spoke to me about time.

Yesterday - the last day of September:

I paint the skies in colours you have not imagined to surprise you and delight you.

The morniung is upon you, another day begins, another month ends, time moves in rhythms set by My hand.

What you feel slipping away from you is something you were never meant to hold.

Do not fret over what was not accomplished yesterday, nor worry over what tomorrow may bring - have I not already told you, today has enough worries of its own?

So do not worry or be anxious about tomorrow, for tomorrow will have worries and anxieties of its own. Sufficient for each day is its own trouble.  Matthew 6:34 Amplified

Rest in trust and simplicity, obedient to My call.  This is all that truly matters.

and this morning, as october begins:

Bring on the change
change in weather
change in lives
Change is all around you
always around you
When you attempt to hold
what is constant
you find yourself holding nothing

Instead hold Who Is constant
for the only thing thaty does not change
is My love

For Jesus doesn't change—yesterday, today, tomorrow, he's always totally himself.  Hebrews 13:8 The Message

Hold on tight to Me
on both bumpy and smooth roads
I know where I'm going

As you watch the seasons change and feel time itself moving at an accelerated pace take a moment to rest in the One Who holds all time.

Seasons will change

The other morning as I wrapped a blanket around my shoulders to chase away the chill of the early morning air, I asked the Lord what He wished to share.  I believe His words are for me, but not for me alone.  If the following sparks something in your spirit, take it as your own.

It is not quite time for the seasons to change, this is simply a reminder that they will, a sign of the time that is coming.

I always give you warnings before changes are upon you, but not all have eys to see or ears to hear, and yes, even those who do see often choose not to look.  Have I not said in My Word that I do nothing without first telling my prophets?

Surely the Lord GOD does nothing, unless He reveals His secret to His servants the prophets. Amos 3:7 NKJV

So while the seasons are not yet turning, they will turn.

But, little one, what will be a time of dormancy for the land shall not be a time of dormancy for My people but instead a season of accelerated growth. 

Even covered, like the ground, in thick blankets of snow, and hidden - hearts will be expanded, faith will be renewed and fresh wisdom and revelation will be released.

It will not be a time to sleep, no, for I say there will be much to feast on in the coming days.

The door into My Father's heart shall be open unto you.  Those who sleep will indeed miss this very special time.

The days may grow short, but you will see by My light.

Morning at Murchison Falls

One last look at a lily pond as we made an early morning departure from

Para Lodge, Murchison Falls, Uganda

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