If It Were You

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Today, I a have poetic offering…it seems like a long time since I have shared a poem here in this space, and so much has happened…this poem came to me this past week. I may rewrite it.

But, here is a first look.

As you know occasionally these come to me as songs, though I do not sing. I actually sang this after I wrote it because it felt like a song to be sung. Honestly, I will stick to reading my work out loud as that is stretching me enough.

I promise I do NOT want to be a singer. Your welcome. I would not do that to you. 😉 It is certainly not my gift but I do not mind singing to my Maker alone. He does not mind the off key, cracked sounds that come from me. But, I will share what has been given.

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Rescued From The Curse By His Grace Moment by Moment

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Standing at the kitchen counter, sleep still permeating my eyes I feel for the coffee pot, prepare the pot, as I have done so many mornings. I squint adjusting to the light well aware I’m being stalked by the morning pet parade. Three sets of eyes are staring up at me. I pour dry food into the two cat bowls, grab the dog’s leash from the coat rack and head to the door with a prancing Reindeer. Once we are out into February’s chilly morning darkness and at the canine appointed place of business, I stare up at the dark blue sky over us. I gaze at the stars. Standing in the starlight, surrounded by winter’s stillness I’m startled awake as I take inventory of my heart.

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The God Who Says, “Wake Up!”

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I am sharing this post for Random Journal Day this lovely month of October. One of my favorite artist’s work adorns this journal cover thus making it a special joy. Venturing back again, to my early days as a new believer and follower of Jesus. It was definitely and exciting time…one I look back on with great fondness and appreciation to God for His immeasurable mercy and grace. I was full of zeal and it was as if the Lord had opened my eyes, and quickened me with super sensitivity to His voice. Join me as I share a page from my journal…and I invite you to step back in time with me…

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My Testimony in Poem (#iamapoet)

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Some of the journals from this transformational year.

One night last week I decided to let my Facebook followers choose which journal to share (from three) for Random Journal Day. Cathie H. chose the “Heart” journal from the group pictured above. As I began to thumb through the pages I was overwhelmed with the perfection of this choice and how important it is to be able to look back on our written journals to see clearly what we forget. My One Word for this year is Redeemed. I mean, really it could be my word every year, right? But, this year I knew God was calling me to walk in it more boldly and confidently than ever before. Now as I look back on this journal, I see all the seeds…of His will and purpose right there written on those pages when He first opened my eyes.
Today, I am sharing with you what is one of the earliest poems I wrote after Jesus Christ became my One and Only Hope, Savior, Lord. This journal is full of an excited girl who discovered a God who was not only real, but able to clearly communicate with her. This record of my “bowled over” response, in my awakening to His grace, love, mercy and truth, is a gift to me to re-read after years of enculturation into the churched communities I have travelled. If ever there was evidence that God is found by those who are unchurched…this is it! Friends, I was an opinionated, vocal, religiously opposed, independent, liberal-minded person. BUT, God met me where I was….and brought me to where I am today. Which is exactly the same– but with a completely opposite view-point as before! You know, I never forget that…I know what it is like to live without the mind of Christ, and then be transformed by His grace. It is easy to keep it real when you remember.

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Seeking Him in Summer

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Very early in the morning, while it was still dark, Jesus got up, left the house and went off to a solitary place, where he prayed. Mark 1:35

 I wrote this devotional  one Summer a while back and dedicated it to my friend, confidante and coffee partner, Lauree. It still resonates! I pray it encourages YOU who need it today…

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