Jessica L. Morris

Sit up straightfeet flat on the floorNO! Kneel, fold your hands, close your eyes, and bow your headNO! Wait!You must prepare confess meditate!POPPYCOCK!I need grace now – standing in linerunning late for the trainsitting in trafficfake news filling my brain now – as my neighbor drones on about painwhen my mom can’t remember my namewhile…

How difficult it is to dance with God – as bombs fall from the sky disseminating destruction in faraway lands – and as battle-ready men push back tantrums masked as social justice in our streetsWhat will they think of me – these innocent victims and instigators and hate-filled, power-hungry fools? It matters not – really!…

Oh, woe is me – suffering with a painful gait where once there was a youthful strength Oh, woe is me – struggling to make ends meet while waiting for Your path of abundance Oh, woe is me – giving love and acceptance and graceand still longing for someone – anyone – to let me…

All my prayerful asking was really ignorant begging – thinking I knew myself better than God thinking happiness contentment and fulfillment came from this world its people and its blasphemous reverence. Thanks be to God that the revelation of this – this immature ignorance – brings not shamebut instead relief once again in the knowing…

Blessed are those who notice the cardinal encouraging joy in the morning…Blessed are those who recognize love in the aroma of freshly baked bread…Blessed are those whose souls find peace in softly falling flakes of snow…Blessed are those who know pure joy when a baby laughs puppy tails wag a kitten mews…Blessed are those whose…

The enlightenment of a friend brings about separation or unification, decided upon only by the other’s ability – or maybe, willingness – to see a bush burning.*With thanks to Group Spiritual Direction and Jordan Peterson’s writing in We Who Wrestle With God

As I lay my head against Your chest and feel Your Presence all around meI know – without a speck of doubt – that I will never – never ever – experience need again. It is the beat of Your heart that confirms this Truth, traveling through my ear permeating my entire being until all…

How might this verse illustrate the peace of God in my heart? With elegant alliterationor whimsical irony drawing images of butterflies and peoniesrays of sunon a breezy meadow field? No, my friends,there is not a picture or painting sufficient for this this knowingthis gracethis balance within it just isand isand always will be there is…

Everything and anything swirling around or throughor landing within… Everything and anything causing upheaval or peace or crushing my heart… Everything and anything tempting children of Godor offering pure grace… Everything or anything happening to me,for me,through me,around me… Everything and anything “…it is well with my soul…”for faith quiets my mind and hope protects…