Sarcasm

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But no one can tame the tongue; it is a restless evil and full of deadly poison. With it we bless our Lord and Father, and with it we curse men, who have been made in the likeness of God;  from the same mouth come both blessing and cursing.”

 

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God’s Will in Six Stanzas

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“To choose suffering makes no sense at all; to choose God’s will in the midst of our suffering makes all the sense in the world.” – Oswald Chambers

 

A few thoughts from my morning meditations…

There is a trend toward believing life with God is easy, and I would argue it is…and yet, easy is a relative term- we need context. If something is easy, it needs to be clearly shown- easy like …a walk in the park? Easy, like Sunday morning…like running water in the faucet. Easy like, gunshots NOT outside your door, like peace, like safety? By definition easy means without difficulty, painless. I do not find life with God to be “easy”. But synonyms for easy are serene, peaceful, and tranquil. I have found that life with God may not be “easy”, but the peace – the easiness in my soul because of the One who resides there brings stability in an unstable world that continuously offers a variety of reasons to feel shaky…and uneasy.

May I present to you God’s Will in Six Stanzas- yes, 6. For the obvious reason. I pray you know this One who brings easiness, peace and safety to the soul.

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As It Is in Heaven

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“Moreover, I saw under the sun that in the place of justice, even there was wickedness, and in the place of righteousness, even there was wickedness.” Ecclesiastes 3:16

 

I debated on naming this poem, “On Earth”… but decided after I penned the last lines, “As It Is In Heaven” was a better fit, though this is fresh from this morning’s journal so may need to be tweaked a bit. Either way, I hope it hits you where it needs to.

 

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I Know Why

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When our hearts and minds cannot wrap around reality, poetry allows a pathway to find the way through to a broader place. A place where words, feelings, imagery and meaning intermingle acting as hope, healing balm, and help to the soul’s cry for understanding.

I believe poetry, music, and all creative endeavors- painting, drawing, sculpting allow for this possibility. Poetry just happens to be my pathway.

This one is for sharing… for those who have endured the dark night of the soul’s struggle, and for those who have loved ones who have succumbed to it in its various forms.

May Love hold us close. Let this poem speak to you, whatever it will.
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One Holy Nation

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My Sunday Offering…

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