can you feel the longing
tugging at your heart
whispers of nostalgia
as if a memory of something well known
very long ago
swept in on the spring breeze
there's fresh life
somehow breathed into its very air
it tugs at your tendrils
and plays cool on warm cheeks
murmuring an invitation in hushed tones
He's calling you
in the crackling dry leaves He sings a sonnet
with the very wind He caresses your cheek
and it comes creeping back
peaceful and still as the evening air
then building and rushing like the mounting breeze
until it fills your lungs
your being
your essence
spilling in glorious light from your eyes
laughing in quiet cheerfulness from your lips
dancing its way down once icy fingers
spilling sunshine of hope on once blank page
He's calling
and it stirs inside
a fire of hope and passion and longing and dreams
more than what you've ever desired
awakens unfettered
and spreads its wings as if to soar
fearful that this will pass
that tomorrow the beckoning won't come
once again drab will sink its ugly claws
deeper still into a polluted soul
so jump and soar while the chance is here
and fail not
and fall not
sink no more to rise
dare not to hope this may endure
but He's calling
to your surprise He has been all along
maybe it was only the taste of spring
that awakened your heart to listen
and it is constant
He's calling if we listen
every time its akin to spring
fresh and poignant in its zest
boring deep into our souls
igniting flames
if we open ourselves to it
stand arms akimbo and let it rush over us
bare our hearts and allow it to consume us
borne thus on the wings of a spring time breeze
He's calling
Isaiah 35:3-10
Monday, January 28, 2013
Friday, January 18, 2013
Romans 5
suffering
the long and weary road stretches in front of me
endless miles of pain
each step more arduous than the last
yet i walk through it
i know more acutely
the depths of Your love and intent of Your presence
the harder the road
the more i cling to You
perseverance
because its hard to pick up again
drag yourself into another day of this
but i do
by Your strength i do
You give me enough of You so i can
and each new day brings new peace
more resolve, more grace
a little more of You in me
character
i see You building it
when i take a good long hard look back
i see how each time hard things came
that was Your ultimate goal
You are growing me
in little ways and long struggles
in sleepless nights and battles with the enemy
Your gentle hands are fashioning beauty
hope
how i've been longing for it
and yet dreading it
freedom to soar
knowledge that this isn't all
a bigger dream and faith than i'd conjured
in my finite mind
but You knew no bounds
so You gave it freely, releasing my heart
no disappointment
immediately relief sweeps
over a tired and jaded heart
aching from so many let downs
Your promise rings true
You won't
and the rest and peace is bliss
knowing You'll always come through
no worry, no fear, no pain
Your Love
poured out, freely given
superfluity of grace
abundance of compassion
standard of justice
yet caring for the singular soul
it fills my chest to capacity
and spills with reckless abandon
blanketing the rest of this life
the long and weary road stretches in front of me
endless miles of pain
each step more arduous than the last
yet i walk through it
i know more acutely
the depths of Your love and intent of Your presence
the harder the road
the more i cling to You
perseverance
because its hard to pick up again
drag yourself into another day of this
but i do
by Your strength i do
You give me enough of You so i can
and each new day brings new peace
more resolve, more grace
a little more of You in me
character
i see You building it
when i take a good long hard look back
i see how each time hard things came
that was Your ultimate goal
You are growing me
in little ways and long struggles
in sleepless nights and battles with the enemy
Your gentle hands are fashioning beauty
hope
how i've been longing for it
and yet dreading it
freedom to soar
knowledge that this isn't all
a bigger dream and faith than i'd conjured
in my finite mind
but You knew no bounds
so You gave it freely, releasing my heart
no disappointment
immediately relief sweeps
over a tired and jaded heart
aching from so many let downs
Your promise rings true
You won't
and the rest and peace is bliss
knowing You'll always come through
no worry, no fear, no pain
Your Love
poured out, freely given
superfluity of grace
abundance of compassion
standard of justice
yet caring for the singular soul
it fills my chest to capacity
and spills with reckless abandon
blanketing the rest of this life
Life is Crazy... like... crazy
The other day my Grandma told me that she was getting a miniature pony.
*Shell-shock.
She plans to walk it every day up and down the lane to get exercise.
*Shell-shock.
His name is Rhett, as in Rhett Butler from Gone with the Wind.
*Still in shock.
Her husband is building a shed for it on the back of their property, and she plans the surprise reveal to the rest of my family at Christmas time.
*Definite feeling that I am being punk'd.
As usually happens in December, I have no flexible spending budget left and a bunch more Christmas presents to buy. Oh well... I got all the important people done already: my Mom, my nephew, and my roommates (you have to keep the people you live with placated... they know where and when you sleep...). I think its time to start breaking out the homemade gifts!
Got reproved by someone in my church family for the first time the other day. I had been totally anxious about this happening for some time now. Well it finally happened. I was always afraid I would start World War III if this happened, but actually I just felt really ashamed that it had to happen at all. I guess that's the difference between speaking the truth in love and leveling judgement. Definitely something to keep in mind if I ever have to be in that situation myself.
So I went to Africa over Christmas break. Yeah, I know. I'm officially crazy and stuff... In answer to your question: it was really good. I'm sorry to say that I don't really know yet what God is going to have for me there, but I definitely still feel the same amount of overwhelming love for the people and situations that I encounter there. Why does God make/break our hearts for certain places that are so far away and so hard to get to? Does He really just want to know if I'll follow? If so, I'd better get busy following!
I really, really want to see Les Miserables! But I really can't bring myself to go to the theater to see it.
I got my hair braided. I'd wanted it for ever so long... but now that I have it... I kinda feel like its a pain in the butt. I don't think it'll last much longer.
*Shell-shock.
She plans to walk it every day up and down the lane to get exercise.
*Shell-shock.
His name is Rhett, as in Rhett Butler from Gone with the Wind.
*Still in shock.
Her husband is building a shed for it on the back of their property, and she plans the surprise reveal to the rest of my family at Christmas time.
*Definite feeling that I am being punk'd.
As usually happens in December, I have no flexible spending budget left and a bunch more Christmas presents to buy. Oh well... I got all the important people done already: my Mom, my nephew, and my roommates (you have to keep the people you live with placated... they know where and when you sleep...). I think its time to start breaking out the homemade gifts!
Got reproved by someone in my church family for the first time the other day. I had been totally anxious about this happening for some time now. Well it finally happened. I was always afraid I would start World War III if this happened, but actually I just felt really ashamed that it had to happen at all. I guess that's the difference between speaking the truth in love and leveling judgement. Definitely something to keep in mind if I ever have to be in that situation myself.
So I went to Africa over Christmas break. Yeah, I know. I'm officially crazy and stuff... In answer to your question: it was really good. I'm sorry to say that I don't really know yet what God is going to have for me there, but I definitely still feel the same amount of overwhelming love for the people and situations that I encounter there. Why does God make/break our hearts for certain places that are so far away and so hard to get to? Does He really just want to know if I'll follow? If so, I'd better get busy following!
I really, really want to see Les Miserables! But I really can't bring myself to go to the theater to see it.
I got my hair braided. I'd wanted it for ever so long... but now that I have it... I kinda feel like its a pain in the butt. I don't think it'll last much longer.
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