Calvary Love, Motherhood and Patience

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“If I have not the patience of my Saviour 

with the souls who grow slowly; 

if I know little of travail (a sharp and painful thing) 

till Christ be fully formed in them, 

then I know nothing of Calvary love.” 

 ~ Amy Carmichael

Today, I am sharing from the MOM  Archives…a story  from when things were beginning to get hard communicating with my then budding preteen aged daughter.

I know hard places…dry places, the weary and broken places…I guess that’s why I look forward to the upcoming journey with Ann Voskamp through Faithway as she shares her online Bible Study– check out the link – to see if it’s something for you! Meanwhile, I pray this story/poem blesses you in some way today…

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Seasons of the Writing Life: Season 3- Cultivate

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This morning I finally sat to work on a poem I wrote for inclusion in a local anthology. As I looked at the piece, I began to change, add, remove, re-read and reconsider my words. I had already done this at least twice if not three times prior, but today, finally, I reworked the opening portion to my satisfaction. After I sent it off, I reread it and found a grammatical error, and a questionable line placement that seemed fine, until another look.

 

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What The Rose Knows

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One year ago today I wrote about the lesson I learned from the beautiful peach rose at the end of our walkway. Today, the post, which I shared on my blog, showed up in my Facebook feed and I read my own words from exactly one year ago. Ironically, I had just come in from walking the dog, and it is a beautiful Fall day with afternoon chirping crickets…It’s like Deja Vu.

I hope you won’t mind, I edited the post down a bit, but I wanted to share the message, modified and magically new.I pulled from the original what was significant to me today.

If you have written for any length of time at all, you start to see some themes that continuously re-surface. I pray that the essence of the writing speaks to your heart…

I linked the original post at the end of this version if you want to see how and what I extracted.

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Three Years – A Spontaneous Poetry Reading

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This morning I was compelled to write this poem after a friend’s comment about mortality. I am one who contemplates mortality regularly, as well as a plethora of other human dilemmas; but today the words came, as they sometimes do, and I yielded to their arrival capturing their essence on paper, then freeing them with my voice.

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In God We Trust?

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Lord,

You alone are Faithful,

You alone give joy,

You alone bring peace to

every girl and boy-

to every parent crying out

for

mercy in the night-

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