Yes, You May Call Me a Pawn

I pretend that I’m visiting from out of town. I am on vacation for the summer, sitting upon the terra-cotta deck overlooking a large lake full of boats going wherever the wind takes them. Blue sky and linear clouds just beyond my reach, thoughtfully sorted apart and timely covering the sun each time I get…

Unstained by the World

“I wanna Seek you first I wanna Love you more” those song lyrics from United Pursuit – Hidden, I’ve listened to over and over this morning. How many times do we want to seek Him first? Every day do I want to run after Him more intently. “Tomorrow.” I tell myself. Tomorrow I will seek…

It’s a Choice

…this attitude I have toward You. A decision to forgive. A mindset to let go of bitterness that has buried itself deep in the core of my soul, clinging on for dear life; a dissension between us. In truth, I forgave You gradually overtime, for as Your Love healed and Wise Counsel revealed roots of…

Last Breath

When we enroll by choice into the saving grace by faith we live for an eternal life by loving, as He loves us by preparing each day to do as He wills. We weave in and out of lives sharing a part of Him who is in us a part of His “love, joy, forbearance,…

Topsy Turvy

Your Light is that of communal reaching into depths beyond darkness parting religion for relationships reconciling hearts back to You when they have been lost, flipped upside down, and walking through life with blinders on. Your Light, heals anything that can tear or be torn. More miraculous than anything ever experienced ever known ever felt….

Complacency

The battle this morning is nothing new. Its charge of complacency settles within, while I rock in this chair under clouds and sun rays, pulling me deeper into shades of grey. I can hear Your whispers, like a soft tap on my shoulder. I try to listen, but with the world so loud, I can…

A Horn Summons for Battle

Savoring ever morsel of Your Light, I exist delighting in watching patient fishermen turn into silhouettes and the lapping of waves race to shore. I am least distracted, yet can no longer bare the wind chapping my face. Sliding off the dune to the waters edge, I glance twice more at the pastels retracting into…

Grateful

You pursue me, want me, desire me, have a purpose for me. Yet, over and over again, I’ve pushed You away, taken You for granted, stared You down, and locked You in a box like a treasure. It’s by grace You remain by my side, never changing as my life cycles like a roller coaster,…