Gleanings —11
Here are more gleanings from the prayers for my children, revised to echo our Heavenly Father’s love for His family. Father, remove every obstacle, heal every hurt, reverse every curse, turn to truth every lie that hinders the pursuit and discovery of Your love for us…
Gleanings — 10
Here are still more gleanings from the prayers for my children. May they align with our Heavenly Father’s heart for us. Today the pronoun changes from they to we.
Father, may we, Your children, know Your love in and through one another. May we discover and treasure the uniqueness . . .
Gleanings — 9
Here are more gleanings from the prayers for my children with more echoes of our Heavenly Father’s heart for His own. “Father, please give my children and grandchildren a revelation of Your love. Let it be a full revelation, a many faceted revelation. “Open their eyes to see Your love in the small details of nature—a squirrel making fresh tracks upon the snow…
Gleanings — 8
The old journal I picked up this morning was filled with prayers once written for my children. Revisiting them, I heard our Heavenly Father’s heart…
The Carpenter & Our Choice—two poems on the cross
The Carpenter / bloodied / to be set apart from ordinary use, the Carpenter hallowed / His final wood and nail / with use enough to outlast time.
Write Truth
I would write truth. Engrave it on my heart / with flaming pens, of feathers / from Dove’s wings / set hot ablaze
A Living Witness to Love
An agnostic friend recently asked me, “Why do you want me to change? Why do you care what I believe?”
Gleanings — 7
Creativity is released in atmospheres of openhearted freedom and trust. Creativity is like walking into the unknown
Humility or Pride
When the hard walls of opinions, judgments and unrighteous anger rise up in me against pain, violations, injustice, foolishness and selfish immaturity, I might be able to spout off in ways that persuade others of the righteousness of my position. I might be able to suggest solutions. I might be very articulate and convince my self and others— and I might lose God’s presence and purpose in the process. That’s because pride is the mortar cementing those hard walls within my heart and soul.
Gleanings — 6
On Christian Character. Compromise compromises character and holiness. I’ve read that God is more interested in who we are than in what we do…
Water
Reverie from a February Day, 2018: It’s warming up today; as earth begins to thaw, thick clouds of fog settle over the ground and icicles drip steadily from the eves. Bits and chunks are drop to the deck outside my window; giant water drops are splatter and slide down windowpanes wet with condensation
Charlie and Sheila
A light breeze wrapped us in the newness of spring; the warm sun cast leafy kaleidoscopic patterns upon the ground. I was out for an afternoon walk, pushing my twenty-month old daughter Annie in her blue canvas stroller, joined to the play of light and shadows, soaking in a perfect day—until the thought came again to go there. I didn’t want to go there; to spoil the tranquility; to interrupt our walk.
