Monday, December 31, 2012

The Journal ~

time comes softly
daily waiting to be opened
then disappears
perhaps with urgency
perhaps an ebbing
*  *  *
Everything changed
 the day she figured out
 there was exactly enough time
 for the important things in her life.
Brian Andreas
*  *  *
The years teach much the days never know.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
*  *  *
So teach us to number our days,
 that we may apply our hearts unto wisdom.
Psalm 90:12

Sunday, December 30, 2012

Sacred Gift ~

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Blessings
 for the  coming
 New Year
*  *  *
For I know the thoughts that I think toward you,
 said the LORD,
 thoughts of peace, and not of evil,
 to give you an expected end.
Jeremiah 29:11


Sunday, December 23, 2012

This Day ~

For unto to you
is born this day
a Savior
 who is
Christ the Lord
*  *  *
Blessings for a wonder-filled
holiday season
 

Friday, December 21, 2012

Heavenly Peace ~

May you be embraced
by the peace
that passes all understanding.
Peace I leave with you
My peace I give unto you
let not your heart be troubled
neither let it be afraid.
*  *  *

Wednesday, December 19, 2012

Love Come Down ~

Finding Him
    in hidden
       obscure
         ordinary

Finding Him
    in still
       quiet
       waiting

Finding Him
     in love
     no longer
     hidden

  Love
  come down

Finding Him
    because by Him
    we weren't unfound

Monday, December 17, 2012

Rime ~


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Frost is the greatest artist in our clime
 he paints in nature
 and
 describes in rime.
 Thomas Hood
*  *  *
rime: frost formed on cold objects
by the rapid freezing of water vapor
in cloud or fog

Saturday, December 15, 2012

The Gift of His Presence ~

Lo, I am with you
 always
Matthew 28:20
*  *  *
a promise kept
in the darkest of times
always
*  *  *
Immanuel
"God with us"
Isaiah 7:14
*  *  *
Somewhere we know that
 without silence
 words lose their meaning,
 that
 without listening
 speaking no longer heals,
 that
 without distance
closeness cannot cure.
Henri Nouwen 

Tuesday, December 11, 2012

A Little Snow ~

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the camera rests
quietly
on the table

the car sits
idly
in the garage

the snow falls, then melts,
capriciously
from day to day as 
December
 spends its days
*  *  *
thinking of you
throughout this Advent season
*  *  *
"A little Snow was here and there
Disseminated in her Hair --
Since she and I had met and played
Decade had gathered to Decade --

But Time had added not obtained
Impregnable the Rose
For summer too indelible
Too obdurate for Snows --
"
Emily Dickinson
 


Thursday, November 29, 2012

Prepare Ye ~

"Every year we celebrate
the holy season of Advent, O God.
Every year we pray those
beautiful prayers of longing and waiting,
and sing those lovely songs of hope and promise."
Karl Rahner
*  *  *
Sunday marks the beginning of the Advent Season.

Even though I was raised in a liturgical church
which observes the Advent season,
it is difficult for me to truly grasp
the concept of Advent,
 the preparing for a Savior
 who has already come.

I do understand the need to rid my heart
 of all those things
 that keep the stable there too small,
 too full to make room for all of Him.
 The cares of the world
 seem to take on crowd proportions at times,
 and crowd control is not one of my strong suits,
 especially when not feeling well.

For that reason, I will be taking a break this Advent season.
 A time to mend both spiritually and physically (nothing serious).

 A time to celebrate the Christ Child that loves us
 at our weakest moments
 as well as at our best.

My heart and prayers will be with all of you
my hope that your hearts
 will be touched with the wonder and magic
 of His love and His coming
for you, for me,
 for all.

I leave you with the words of the prophet, Isaiah
 knowing the Light will shine in the darkness.

The voice of one crying in the wilderness:
Prepare the way of the Lord;
Make straight in the desert
A highway for our God.
Isaiah 40:3
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Sunday, November 25, 2012

Waiting For Dawn ~


"Faith is the bird that
feels the light
 when the dawn is still dark."
Rabindranath Tagor 
*  *  *
a first time visitor on
Thanksgiving Day
as it began
 to snow