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Friends, from a sleepless night, a poetic offering for you. From a dream I had while awake…which was real -but felt like a dream. Follow?  Well…let’s see!

I pray it blesses you, somehow.

 

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One Day Visit (Day 10)

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What they do in heaven we are ignorant of; what they do not do we are told expressly. – Jonathan Swift

The doctrine of the Kingdom of Heaven, which was the main teaching of Jesus, is certainly one of the most revolutionary doctrines that ever stirred and changed human thought. – H. G. Wells

He whose head is in heaven need not fear to put his feet into the grave. – Matthew Henry

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There is a moaning
from within
a gentle droning
a future when
from my bones
It groans…
home, home, home.
It carries me
through the day
a memory-
I cannot stay
here
forever
I long to be…
 home, home, home.
Snow wisps
by my naked face
tarries not
here with this grace
I hold my own
in this place
bearing all…
Still, I hear the call
of that which is to come
I gaze upon the water
remembering all that I have done
You might not recognize me,
I feel my soul expand
 I’m not easily offended
just a stranger in this land…
and as we pass each other by
this ordinary day
I’ll look you in the eye
though from my path I will not stray
but, I’ll hold you in my heart
even though I cannot stay
The road ahead is long
my head’s no place to lay
but I’m carrying on the journey
sharing hope along the way
and I feel again the moaning
from within a gentle drone,
my bones ache with the longing
soon I’ll journey on alone,
I’m not really lonely,
just longing for…
home, home home.
Each Tuesday I head over to this great place of poetry and friendship,
dVerse Poet’s Pub…come on over!

If Snowflakes Were Wishes…(A Wish for Your Imperfect Christmas)

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Listen, I tell you a mystery: We will not all sleep, but we will all be changed— in a flash, in the twinkling of an eye, at the last trumpet. For the trumpet will sound, the dead will be raised imperishable, and we will be changed. 1 Corinthians 15:51-52

Imagine if snowflakes were wishes we could send one another? Imagine each unique flake, a pure white reminder of of His love? Of His mercies… of our gifts, falling from Heaven? What is it about snow that entices our imagination, heightens the senses, rekindles within us a flicker of childhood joy?

Imagine that beautiful Christmas tree, a memory of everlasting grace, of One so willing to take our place. What is it about that pristine triangle shaped Evergreen, that inspires our hopes, dreams; causes us to remember a lifetime of Christmas wishes.

Christmastime, like any other time, is not meant to be perfect. Remember that, my friends. Maybe you’ve no parties to attend, no family close by, no presents this year.

  Maybe, Christmas feels like a bully that barges into your life, while you’re still picking up pieces from yesterday’s heartache. Maybe, Christmas magnifies your loneliness, your empty womb, your broken heart. Maybe, Christmas feels just like the last straw, a mockery of your current circumstance. 

You’re tired of the Nativity scene, and those who are arguing over the details. Tired of hearing everybody’s opinions, or at least the fighting over who is right and wrong. You are weary from all of the politically correctness surrounding a season that strays dangerously far from simply adoring Him.

But wait…I promise, there is hope for tomorrow. If God allows tomorrow to come, will He not be there? Is He not a God of His word? We adore Him every day, and more importantly, friend, He adores us. See, He is not distracted by our shortcomings, or our waywardness. He came because He loves; is Love.

So your if Christmas falls short of perfect, this year, will you remember something? 
Our perfect lives will come. Not now, but later. In the twinkling of an eye…
 For the Lord himself will come down from heaven, with a loud command, with the voice of the archangel and with the trumpet call of God, and the dead in Christ will rise first. After that, we who are still alive and are left will be caught up together with them in the clouds to meet the Lord in the air. And so we will be with the Lord forever. Therefore encourage one another with these words.
1 Thessalonians 4:16-18
Friend, I don’t know your circumstances, but I know the One who does. 
My wish for you this season is that you would know the One who is a shelter in every season. That when mother, father, husband, wife and child fail…and all will- in due season, because we do. It is in our genes- We fail one another, in our humanity. But, my wish for you is that, instead of looking at all that is not good, you would cast your eyes upon the One who promises His presence, long after the presents are forgotten, after the tinsel taken down from the tree and after the last decoration packed away. He remains. He longs for you to see Him. Beyond the manger, beyond the Star, beyond the stories…He longs to restore your soul. Just sit in the quietness of His presence. Or stand in the snow and listen. Let the snowflakes remind you of His love.
Wishing you peace this holiday season.
Therefore the Lord himself will give you a sign: The virgin will conceive and give birth to a son, and will call him Immanuel. Isaiah 7:14

*Thanks for reading, but if I might ask one more thing: Would you take a moment to take the poll, there at the top left of the blog? I would so appreciate your input. With thanks-
In His Grace, Dawn

Under The Radar {Faith Life Preservers- Day 19}

There are days when the sun comes up, friends that I need to fly solo. 
There are days when I want the quietness to have a chance to seep deep
 into my soul and fill me to overflow.
I hear Heaven in the quiet places.
Sometimes my busy, boisterous, blessed being needs to disappear off the 
Radar Screen of life
and disappear into the presence of God.
Years ago I would just take off into the wild, blue yonder.
I would just drive off (no I am not a pilot) to a favorite beach, 
town or “off the beaten path” coffee shop.
I would walk, think, reflect, write in my journal, and chat with strangers.
These days it’s different.  
Parenting kind of thwarts the desire for spontaneous escapades too far from home. 
My hubby works out of the state and although it’s not far, 
it’s far enough in my parental mind, that I stay closer to the nest.
Just in case. 
My under the radar disappearing act is different now.
I love to disappear into the quiet stillness of my own home when family
 is out at work and school.
 It does not happen often, but when I can escape into the sweet beauty of a quiet, 
day I am blessed, refreshed and so much more willing to fly happily in my flock once more.
Often I have a multitude of outside of the home obligations.
But a sweet day when I can hear the ticking of the clock, 
the settling of the house in seasonal change 
and whistle of the tea kettle on a quiet afternoon, 
I feel blissfully overflowing with stillness and full of a piece of quiet 
that I cling to like a precious treasure. 
Where’d she go?
Have you found a way to grab “a piece of quiet” by flying under the radar?

Some days the kindest thing you can do for yourself and 
those you love is by grabbing some alone time in a way that refreshes you.
Plan a day to disappear off the radar screen of obligations, commitments and tasks.
Be refreshed by flying under the radar!
When you are back in view, you will be like new! 
31 Days of Faith Life Preservers 
October 1-31, 2012
See all other Faith Life Preserver Posts HERE.

Check out all of the other 
31 Day Topics and Bloggers HERE!
Linking for the first time with Michelle from Lost in The Prairies
 for Caffeinated Randomness!

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