Love Query

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Well, today is Valentine’s Day and yesterday morning I wrote the poem I am  sharing today. Words have been coming less often lately, but I am grateful when God inspires words from within. One of the songs going through my mind this week has been “Good, Good Father”. We sang it for worship at church Sunday. You know, it’s a funny thing about how God weaves together our faith lives in time…how important it is for us to gather our imperfect selves together and sing, pray and hope in the One who is Love. How He holds us together through the joys and sorrows we will know in our brief lives…and how he counts our tears as precious…He never turns away.  No matter how many injustices we suffer, may we remember He’s a Good Good Father ….always.

 

I pray this poem is a blessing to you today!

 

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I’m Fascinated By His Love

"This Is My Body - The Passion Of The Christ"by C.M. Dudash

“This Is My Body – The Passion Of The Christ”by C.M. Dudash

 

Happy, Sunday Friends.  During this 31 Day Planning with Purpose Series we have been a bit more contemplative, deviating from the normal format in posts on Sundays. Today I want to share something I wrote a while back. May this Sunday refresh you, bring you the reminder of God’s Love and Faithfulness. May you find the balance between busy and blessed as you plan your upcoming week.

 

Look carefully then how you walk, not as unwise but as wise, making the best use of the time, because the days are evil. Therefore do not be foolish, but understand what the will of the Lord is. ~Ephesians 5:15-17

 

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Wings for the Broken (5 Minute Friday- Broken)

You look, and see with your eyes.
But I know One who sees beyond
the visible.
You listen and hear through your desires,
agendas,
needs…
like a hungry baby
without wisdom,
only tears and giggles and moments.
But I know One
who hears my heart cries,
knows the inner workings 
of my very soul and spirit…
You touch- reaching out for more, more, more-
ever grasping,
never content
rough- taking,
never satisfied with more…
But I know One who satisfies the ever longing
completes to the uttermost
upholds with the Everlasting Arms.
We long to fly
rise from our brokenness.
I know the One who heals, 
mends,
gives wings,
fills in the broken places
with grace and truth and love.
Linking with Lisa Jo over at her Facebook Page tonight for 5 Minute Friday! 
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Learning to Love Myself (I Do!)

Who doesn’t want to feel beautiful? 
Be loved? 
Experience acceptance?
I do.
Who doesn’t want to look in the mirror, without loathing?
Without wrinkles frowning back from the glass,
but softness reflecting joy in an easy smile.
I do.
Who doesn’t want the assurance that though beauty fades,
the heart that beats within remains vibrant, unique, strong.
I do.
Beauty visits some, evades others, yet thrives where love lives.
Who doesn’t want love that permeates
makes alive,
burns real
not perfect, but with singed corners, tears and crags.
Do I?
Who doesn’t want to know that pain is not wasted?
His economy considers,
what many don’t see, ignore, avoid, shrink back from-
hidden from some but His eyes miss nothing.
Beyond the mirror,
 beyond the scale, beyond the wounds
that scar, blind and bind.
Beyond the labels, lies I’ve lived,
beyond the limits of my mind.
I’m learning to love that little girl-
whose innocence was snatched away-betrayed.
I’m learning to love that young child
who ran away brazen and wild.
I’m learning to love that murderous girl,
who escaped it all in a dangerous swirl-
in the absence of real love.
I’m learning to love that mom
who doubts and fears, 
and parents through tears.
I’m learning to love that woman inside
that I know within does reside.
I’m learning to see as He sees,
through eyes of grace, 
starting with me,
and when I do, I see too,
that I have abundant grace for you.
Because He loves.
I do!
So Emily shared this amazing post (yawn, cause she doesn’t do this, like…every single week, right?) called A Women’s Manifesto and it really needs to be read by every woman. This means you. She also shared A Dare to Love Yourself  themed Synchroblog – well here it is in her words since, after all it was her idea and she can tell it better than I:

*For the next few Mondays, I’m going to be doing a synchroblog (a link-up), leading up to the launch of my new book, Mom in the Mirror. (releasing Mother’s Day 2013).. we’ll be kicking it off NEXT Monday, February 25th, and the goal will be to link up a post related to learning to LOVE yourself... are you in?

It’s a dare, friends. It’s A DARE TO LOVE YOURSELF. Starting now.


Am I Greatly Loved? (5 Minute Friday: Beloved)

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Beloved. A word that does not really resonate well with me. I wonder why? It should, perhaps. Beloved is “a person who is greatly loved” and I ask myself, am I greatly loved? And I know the answer because love does not tip toe in through back doors in the dark nor does it parade itself grandly from the lofty places. But it quietly, faithfully serves in the small places where there are gaps, and holes and places that need filling and mending and loving. Love serves and works hard, day in and day out without calling attention to itself. Am I greatly loved? Love gets up when it’s tired and serves alongside the weary worker bringing encouragement, inspiration, and renewal. I think of Jesus and His example and God’s love, yet I am humbled by the fact that He uses the least of us, the smallest, the least likely and I wonder why we want to scurry up to the place of attention and wonder if we are seen, loved, heard. When all the while He is holding out open arms, scarred and longingly looking our way…Beloved, I see you, love you, hear you, and I have loved you with and everlasting love. He sends husbands, and wives, sisters, and brothers and tells us to go and do likewise. Fulfill our destiny.  I wonder why I should ever wonder why this word does not resonate well with me.
It should, because I am. And you are. We are His beloved. Greatly loved I am. Dear to heart, we are. Am I greatly loved? Yes, indeed, I am.

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I had a hard time with this word…so much swimming through my mind the day after Valentines’s Day and a hubby who was off for two days, alongside me helping me so much that it blew me away…and the verse that comes to my mind now at the end of it all ( the 5 minute writing- now I am just rambling!) is that We love Him because He FIRST loved us (1 John) and I am grateful for a hubby that sometimes models well, quietly that Christ like laying down of his life in the daily details …and often just when I need it most and faithfully when I am doing just fine as well. 

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