The pot brewed bitter. Hurt and anger bubbled. Until the mixture burst its bounds. Words popped, veiled in humor. But cork screwed heart hole, burrowed deep. And I could not retrieve it. Though I tried at once, the one who bears the wound preferred to embrace it a little longer. And would not speak the […]
Monday Meditation: Love Dripped and Joy Stained
I did not plan to attend. But this morning He slipped me a free ticket. A front row seat to a royal performance. One splashed with lavish colors and stroked with holy brush. Love dripped and joy stained. I hold my breath as the curtain rises on a white-spattered Crayola-sapphire backdrop. As the light comes […]
Monday Meditation: The Middle of Midnight
A Roman-sealed stone could not hold Him. God unwrapped in Jesus. Grave clothes shed. Death defied. Prison break. Freed to free. Forever fourth day. ******** Plummeted in darkness. Possessed by my possessions. I follow phantom gods. Arms outstretched, He calls my name. Nails mend shredded heart. He rolls away the stones. And in the middle […]
Monday Meditation: Because the Father Turned His Face
He came on a colt. The fragrance of His coming preceded Him. A King bent on a peace mission. Hailed in the name of the Lord. But hearts would harden, spittle would fly, and fists would fall. Bone-and-metal-tipped strips would find their marks. He would be ripped apart like the temple curtain. Thorns would gash […]
Monday Meditation: I Almost Missed It
I almost missed it. Nose in Bible. Pen in journal. But I looked up. Out into the field. And watched a male turkey try to gain the attention of several females. Who paid him no mind. He fluffed. He fanned. He followed. Back and forth. The caboose on the train. The shovel in the parade. […]
Monday Meditation: Only God
I am wilted this morning. And the feelings. They are bleeding. The tears. They pool and leak. Trickle during praise, during prayer, during the breaking of the bread. I brush them away. Pull hair over cheeks. We’re talking about following the path. His path for us. The path of becoming. But often that path is […]
Monday Meditation: Drinking from the Fountain
We spend an hour in the pet store. We read. We compare. We finally decide. On a 60-dollar kitty water fountain. Well, 50 dollars with our discount. Platinum, it says. Because Geisha thinks she can only drink from the kitchen faucet. This morning I fill it up and hook it up and set it up […]
Monday Meditation: In the Becoming
We don’t yet see things clearly. We’re squinting in a fog, peering through a mist. But it won’t be long before the weather clears and the sun shines bright! We’ll see it all then, see it all as clearly as God sees us, knowing him directly just as he knows us! I Corinthians 13:12 (MSG) […]
Monday Meditation: In the Being
I settle myself on the porch step with tea steaming. It’s cold, but snow continues to recede under determined sun. Chortles and trills and tweets and squawks and caws and peeps fill the air. Two geese honk and circle before they land on the pond. Stuff to be done stuffs my brain. But still I […]
Monday Meditation: A Fresh Start
Spring will come. I know this. I feel this. I see it in red crescents on black wings. And in waking earth as it stretches from under white quilt. I hear it in melting tears. A new season is on its way. A fresh start. But time suspends itself this morning in frozen filigree that […]
