through the breaking

Authenticity, the journey to be

who ever I may be

at this moment

My mind as blank as

the screen, white before me

I have no words

as I begin

and yet in faith

begin I must

in fragmented lines

I listen, my poet's heart

willing to be willing

to scatter, shatter, open

raw and sharp

allowing what comes

to flow, to cleanse

like blood, fresh

I can not plan

or predict the shape

sharing what He allows

or commands

I follow and find my way

through the breaking

to find His words

in my voice

This is who I am

This is what I offer.

walking with the broken, redeemed beloved with Emily







jamming with Bonnie

 

thrill ride

Reason and logic were always a large part of who she was and when she tried to step away from them, they pulled her back harshly.  She always wanted yet never seemed able to loose control.  Perhaps that what she was seeking in her love of thrill rides.  You buy your ticket and take your seat.  The straps are buckled, the chains fixed, and you are locked in.  There is no turning back.  With excited and shaking expectation you climb to spectacular heights, knowing all the while that you cannot remain there.  Slowly, too slowly, you reach the edge, and freeze.  Time waits.  You gasp, and it's too late to pray as you fall with increasing speed and you don't even know that the screams you hear are your own.  Rising and falling and turning too fast, the blood rushes in your ears, your heart beats a wildness you've hungered for forever.  If you could only live in that moment always.  So you ride again.  And again.  And again.

back at the pub for a shot of prose/poetry
 

1000 posts

This is a place where words spill out
my heart exposed
in poetry, prose
random or structured
in colour
or black and white
thoughts of the day
dreams in the night
and all with the prayer
that anything that shines
reflects His glory alone

This post marks one thousand times I have clicked publish
but cannot count the hearts that I have met along the way

Thank you for joining me on this journey
with all of the twists and turns
valleys and mountain tops.

May we find Him with each and every step we take.

And whatever you do, whether in word or deed, do it all in the name of the Lord Jesus, giving thanks to God the Father through him.  Colossians 3:17 NIV