Category: Poetry
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I Am
The Author of life—blessing me with clarity—has used my voice to answer me. How do I know for certain? Because I would never give myself that much credit.
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Not for Me
Where once I preyed on others in the guise of service with a smile to attain oh, so fruitlessly, peace, fulfillment, applause, acclaim…Today I pray for othersin the Truth of knowing my own heart is of God oh, so joyously, receiving love from Him for them… (Painting by Victor Chaika. https://www.saatchiart.com/en-gr/account/profile/1152871
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As I Awaken, I Pray
Oh Lord, my God the one who saved me from my self,slay also now the subtle ones that reign within—fear masked as prudencejudgment masked as righteousnessself-doubt masked as humility.These foes know me far too intimately.They lay in wait on the path You have laid before mewith lies buried as deepasthe roots of a sturdy oak…
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Theosis
This gift You give me here today—in fact given every day before and left unopened—now envelopes all of me. I cannot unwrap it in words.I can only live it, and whisper “thank You” all throughout this ordinary day.
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The Grace That Seeks*
May I see it in her eyes as it is in my eyes also.May I hear it in his voice as it is in my voice also.May I offer it in silence and receive it in words that reside unspoken in their hearts as it resides in my heart also. May I simply be for…
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Grace-filled Preparation
The hardest Truths I find when I seek the Lord – those with the jagged edgesthat pierce my wrists and my side – those are the Truth that is me.Me,spinning aboutinjustificationpityrighteousnessand pride.Oh! What a wretched one am I in the light of His Love! Yet,the light continues to shine,full of Grace,offering words to saygiven through…
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A Sacred Duty
I don’t know.…the first admission uttereduntanglingyearsandyearsof pretendinghas led to I need not be right.…anda sigh so deeply feltredeeming all the swirling transgressions of this life. Ah, the sweet release of hands opening eyes softening a tongue silencing…
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The Meadow
There is a lovely placein the eternal depth of my soul where the sun always shines – its warmth leveled to my liking and its light shining on the Truth. In this place lies a space of soft grasses cooled by the Breath of low and gentle breezes.There, I see You sitting smiling and sensing…
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Prayer of My Heart*
The drama has faded into the faith that has brought me here. The chains, and the blisters they caused, have disappearedinto the reality of where You live. I need nothing else to sustain my spirit, for I know the love Your heart will give.*With thanks to Ted Nottingham for Chapter 8 in his remarkable work,…
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The Gentle Man and The Servant King
On that bitterly brilliant starry night You were attendant to my suffering, offering Your whole Self – incarnate and fully present.My fear and the small-minded bits of my self chose instead the deceit of the flesh – the enemy’s greatest lie – comfort, gratification, tribe. I long sat in regret, self-flagellation, and shame until the…