The aroma of honey melting over rainy leaves are characteristic of the unknown flower smell- then see. it's bulbs hang daintily to kiss the ground. The yellow cascade of flowers like a wall in front of me; and just above the luminescent, glorious sunset that formed its blue clouds through the streams of orange and pink sky as in colorful stripes. The end of another day as toads croak and birds chirp. A chorus of sounds all around...it is true peacefulness and I am purely me. Raw and exposed to the world, not perfect but in process. Jesus leading the way and I am following. We journey together because it's not about the destination.
God wants to lead me through narrow, unbeaten paths. We both know where we will end up, only He knows how and I must depend
as
He guides.
No looking back or to the sides- just forward.
With boldness
Not as a coward.
He has a plan: I am a member of a chosen race, a royal Priesthood, a holy nation, a person of God's own possession- 1 Peter 2:9-10...
He will not let me go- yet I will not arrive as I think.
Saturday, April 16, 2011
Saturday, April 9, 2011
The Things We Lost
I look at you differently now.
as you look back at me...I force a smile and already I feel better.
things I have lost are only past,
I am no longer restricted by it, I am still
-and still running.
Running, for I am free...
I see you- and I laugh
no one saw what we went through.
You got through-
to me.
now with me.
You guide me because You are for me.
I love You, for You are my Creator.
the sunset relieves me;
I can whisper my hurts to the ocean-
Suddenly the stars fit into place;
I felt I was risking what I didn't have
but peace floats over in an over-flow,
perfuming with incense.
I become an offering.
I don't know anything, but it is more clear
than ever now-
I may be blind, but I keep seeing color...
I may be going through a jungle of weeds-
HE will just have to hedge a clear path for me...
No,I am not lost
nor have I a thing that is lost.
as you look back at me...I force a smile and already I feel better.
things I have lost are only past,
I am no longer restricted by it, I am still
-and still running.
Running, for I am free...
I see you- and I laugh
no one saw what we went through.
You got through-
to me.
now with me.
You guide me because You are for me.
I love You, for You are my Creator.
the sunset relieves me;
I can whisper my hurts to the ocean-
Suddenly the stars fit into place;
I felt I was risking what I didn't have
but peace floats over in an over-flow,
perfuming with incense.
I become an offering.
I don't know anything, but it is more clear
than ever now-
I may be blind, but I keep seeing color...
I may be going through a jungle of weeds-
HE will just have to hedge a clear path for me...
No,I am not lost
nor have I a thing that is lost.
Sunday, March 20, 2011
The words
The words "I surrender all to you"
are the hardest to follow through.
I feel fragile, as if I am made up of sand
but the world has treated me as if I were to be rock.
I need more water- I drink thee,
I swim in your pool of eternal life and love...
I hear my voice in the distance,
a name that calls me out-
I look back and see I am in the clouds.
I don't want to come back,
I want to dissolve with the sky.
I want to float and let out my cries
with a sigh.
How did I get up so high?
Why does the world look so small?
I feel God's power.
I feel I can overcome.
Okay, I will come back and join earth-
just for now.
are the hardest to follow through.
I feel fragile, as if I am made up of sand
but the world has treated me as if I were to be rock.
I need more water- I drink thee,
I swim in your pool of eternal life and love...
I hear my voice in the distance,
a name that calls me out-
I look back and see I am in the clouds.
I don't want to come back,
I want to dissolve with the sky.
I want to float and let out my cries
with a sigh.
How did I get up so high?
Why does the world look so small?
I feel God's power.
I feel I can overcome.
Okay, I will come back and join earth-
just for now.
Dreams
I am there among the floating feeling of my dreams.
I foat instead of walk.
I hold lavender in my hands.
I smell the fragance as if I am unlocked from the reality life
that I left once asleep-
I feel serene and safe,
reaching out and touching,
not just the lingering out in air
I don't talk or say a word,
I am with I AM.
I foat instead of walk.
I hold lavender in my hands.
I smell the fragance as if I am unlocked from the reality life
that I left once asleep-
I feel serene and safe,
reaching out and touching,
not just the lingering out in air
I don't talk or say a word,
I am with I AM.
Inspired by Psalm 119-
the practice of a queen.
Made to follow your direction
and your lead.
Though she may question
and try to reason;
she will remain faithful.
and trusting.
to your word and law.
For in you, there is no flaw.
You lead with strength,
honor
and love.
No one can compare.
For your Reign is from above.
You invte me, a princess,
to sit in a hight and lofty place
with you-
in your palace
once I recognize it's the beauty of your face.
I seek.
You are God and I am merely low and human.
Made to follow your direction
and your lead.
Though she may question
and try to reason;
she will remain faithful.
and trusting.
to your word and law.
For in you, there is no flaw.
You lead with strength,
honor
and love.
No one can compare.
For your Reign is from above.
You invte me, a princess,
to sit in a hight and lofty place
with you-
in your palace
once I recognize it's the beauty of your face.
I seek.
You are God and I am merely low and human.
La lune, la lumiere
I see your moon and I pause to marvel-
it hangs loosely in the sky with the stars that sparkle-
in serenity
I wonder how I got here through the line
of Abraham and these that glitter are proof that you kept your promise true.
I flip my head to look upside down and the moon is right side up.
The mirror to another world of endless, dramatic space.
It is there that we will one day see your face.
The moon that hangs so loosely like a halo.
it hangs loosely in the sky with the stars that sparkle-
in serenity
I wonder how I got here through the line
of Abraham and these that glitter are proof that you kept your promise true.
I flip my head to look upside down and the moon is right side up.
The mirror to another world of endless, dramatic space.
It is there that we will one day see your face.
The moon that hangs so loosely like a halo.
My Jesus
He cradles me in the curves and corners of His arms...because He cares.
He caresses the crevises of my cries...because He cares.
He is concerned with the condition of my character...because He cares.
And I am carefree because of what he does to take charge of me.
He will neither leave me nor forsake me. Deut. 31:6.
He caresses the crevises of my cries...because He cares.
He is concerned with the condition of my character...because He cares.
And I am carefree because of what he does to take charge of me.
He will neither leave me nor forsake me. Deut. 31:6.
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