Ascending the Staircase

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This morning’s offering was actually written yesterday morning. The Poetry as Pathway Series will be coming by June. God willing. In the meantime I pray these words encourage you today.

 

Ascending The Staircase

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Facing Your Goliath

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I am sharing with you this morning a spontaneous Poetry Reading. This is part of the upcoming Poetry (as) Pathway series. Stay tuned as I update details by the weekend.

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Monadnock Morning

 

 

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A poetic offering from my recent weekend in New Hampshire.

If you want to know more about my weekend retreat here, or would like me to write about it in more detail, or do a video coffee chat- I would love too. Leave a comment below.

Meanwhile, I pray this poem I wrote Saturday morning, gives you a glimpse into the beauty I experienced there.

Note: I did share two of my poems on the Saturday evening Talent Show…to keep my fear of public speaking at bay. Onward- for His glory! The poems I shared at the Women’s Retreat (April 28th- 30th) can be read when you click on the linked titles here: Luminary and Anyway .

See my Local Events page for the next public Poetry Reading I will be doing.

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From the Perspective of Dust

 

A little backstory on today’s poetic offering. I had a conversation on the phone with my nephew Todd as I prepared dinner last night. He has been through some upheaval, but I am grateful to know the Lord has taken hold of him.

As I spoke with him, I recalled my early days of seeking God, and trying to follow the way of truth. Trying to bumble around this new life I felt within. Trying to figure out the church and church people with all the confusing mixed messages. Trying to understand scripture and what it had to do with me.

Or more specifically, learning about the One who called Himself, in John 14:6  THE Way, THE Truth, and THE Life (emphasis mine). The One who didn’t mince words, leave room for doubt, or room to accept multiple ways. The one who cared not whether what he said would win him favor with the religious elite or the politically inclined.  More

In Moments of Despair

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Remind me today who I am

after the storm has passed-

for I have forgotten

and lost my way, fog has

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