It’s the day for my Spiritual Journey (first) Thursday post for May. Today we’re linking at Mainely Write where the topic is Donna’s one-little-word for 2017—REACH. Would you believe reach has 29 shades of meaning (by my dictionary.com app)? What a rich word! When I hear the word "reach” I imagine a vigorous, energetic motion… Continue reading Build Yourselves up (SJFT – REACH)
My Master Is My Mentor My Master is my mentor. I have more than I need. Master lets me lie motionless in a meadow. He maneuvers me beside melodious streams. He manifests new might in me. He motivates me to do what gives Him the most esteem. I may roam through the midnight valley of… Continue reading My Master Is My Mentor
Rhoda’s Story My fluster undeniable they labelled me emotional but it was unbelievable— Simon was at the door! With death sentence official our prayers were sacrificial could answer be incredible he with us as before? Your hope is artificial makes hearing prejudicial As joke it is despicable. He knocked and called some more. It’s him,… Continue reading Rhoda’s story
Mountain “By Your favour, O Lord, You have made my mountain stand strong.” Psalm 30:7 The hill outside my Golden Motel is a face of barren gravel nourishing only weeds though pines grow up it’s angled backbone— everyday grace from hard mercy. The gunmetal peak rising behind it appears impermeable, immovable. Now partly obscured by… Continue reading Mountain
HE IS RISEN HE IS RISEN INDEED! Tambourine (Inspired by “THE DANCE” a painting by Donna Smallenberg) Strike me with your hand beat me on your hip join harp and lyre band rejoice with voice and lip Jingle glad hello Celebrate goodbye Let the worship flow Praises vault the sky Hear approaching song of tambourine… Continue reading Tambourine
Machine Assembly begins the day Lucifer is fired from the Father’s project. Since then everything on earth has been sacrificed to construct this apparatus. Millennia of patient assembly leads to today’s precise Pharisaic gears meshing Roman justice with Judas cog to draw Son into Evil’s engine. He is denied even a simple wheel to drag… Continue reading Machine
Lucifer at Calvary From the opening whistle in the garden it’s been an even match though He boastfully predicted I’d be left with a crushed head. I’ve played my hand well countered Abraham with Lot Isaac with Ishmael the Israelites with the Egyptians David with Absalom. My several setbacks? Blame them on bad luck. The… Continue reading Lucifer at Calvary
Cup I am thinking today of a cup mug, glass, tumbler goblet, teacup, sippy cup tulip or barrel-shaped angled or rounded plastic, glass, china silver or stainless steel. I am thinking today of a cup of water, milk or juice drunk to slake thirst, add nourishment coffee or tea to add a burst of energy… Continue reading Cup
Play with words Toy with words and you play with fire Gather memories like moss and kindling Quartz against quartz, ideas friction and spark Wisp of smoke is a portent Gather memories like moss and kindling Focus thought to a pinpoint through the lens of time Wisp of smoke is a portent Soon we will… Continue reading Play with words
Hi, and welcome to my blog this Spiritual Journey (first) Thursday of April. I’m your host today. Have you ever experienced things coming together in your life in surprising yet seemingly meant-to-be kinds of ways? That has just happened to me. Late last year I felt the urge to again pursue an old love of… Continue reading Springtime of a new habit (SJfT)
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