Friday, November 29, 2024

 I broke down and cried during Thanksgiving prayer. I had to tag my husband to finish it.

It has been such a rough year a tough year, a year of joy and sorrow and stress and pain.

There is so much to be grateful for in the midst of all the suffering.

So much to rip me apart over and over

and the gentle hands that put  me back together, over and over,


Somedays, I only had hope

only through that hope could I not go completely crazy

other days I knew with complete certainty that it was awesome

the plan was amazing


and now we face global challenges in the face

but will I run?

never- I will stand facing it, with gentle eyes

woven from pain into compassion

turning conviction into action

unafraid of what winds may blow

for my feet are nailed to the bedrock

the rock of Christ


Thursday, October 31, 2024

To those I love

 I wish you a rough time

to polish your shine

I wish you a hard time

to soften you

I wish you challenges

to strength you

I wish you gut-wrenching agony

whatever it takes

to turn you toward God

to seek the balm of Giliad

to let Him wrap your wounds in His holy hands


And I will cheer you

stand by you

encourage you

as my personal trainer has done to me

through sweat and tears

through toil and sorrow

we gain the strength

to serve

to shine

to actually become ourselves, the ourselves we are capable of becoming


but only if someone is there to bind our wounds

massage those poor muscles

and if only we seek Him

Wednesday, January 31, 2024

 


"Our so-called leaders still think they can bargain with physics & negotiate with nature. They speak to flowers in the language of economics. They hold up their income reports to impress the wild animals. They read stock-market analysis to the ocean, like fools." –

Monday, January 22, 2024

Doomsday/The End of the World

 Sometimes, I want them to get on with it, already

how can we live in a world as broken as this one?


Sometimes, I wish this perfect moment would pause

as we sit in the joy life has brought


Sometimes, I recognize the inevitable march of time

the progression towards conclusion


One foretold by prophets

predicted by scientists


but like birth, we do not know when

only that it is getting close


and like birth, we approach it with some fear and trembling


but in the end, we have a new world to hold