Category: Poetry
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Prayer and people
How can a simple get together shift my perspective so much. We were 6 adults and 6 kids on a very generous back yard lawn. A few cats, a dog and toys. There was pizza and there were caveats of silence. All of us weigh our thoughts and words, our questions and curiosities. We find…
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Precious Jewels
“Lift up your eyes and look around; all your children gather and come to you. As surely as I live,” declares the Lord, “you will wear them all as ornaments; you will put them on, like a bride.”— Isaiah 49:18 God lives.I lift my eyes upAnd see the sun riseThe mountains bowtheir tallest peaks A…
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I dream of death
Jackie dreams of death.Her death. Our death. We carry heavy burdensOf painful changeOf life and love. There is sicknessto be dealt withAnd as I sit in the dentist chairUpholding my youngestShe is braveAnd sits still through the procedure She bonds with meAs I help herTo undergo the dental work Somehow she knowsIf for her long…
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Worry
Interesting trend. I feel overwhelmed. Pessimistic. I worry about the girls, their health. This week we had appointments every day. Monday the general practitioner, Tuesday the social worker visit, Wednesday the dentist, Thursday we go see an orthopedic specialist. Jackie appears to develop scoliosis, ivy’s ribcage is oddly shaped. This is a known issue, due…
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Surely God is with us
inspired by Isaiah 45:15 Fear has paralyzed my sensesCould these people interfere with our adoptionCould we lose our daughterJust out of spite?Would they? I kept reading your WordTo remember.You are for us.You are always present.Even when it seems you are hidingLike a Father in the parkWatching from safe distanceTo see what we doIn such a…
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Emerging
My Father,I read Your words and they soothe me.I wake up early and I draw near to You.I go to sleep late, And my head rests on Your chest. During my waking hours,I take Your hand. I hold it tight. And follow You, with small steps. I am weary. And I am afraid. Furry and disappointment Discouragement and distress. How can…
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In her grief and longing, she worships.
Then Hannah prayed and said: “My heart rejoices in the Lord; in the Lord my horn is lifted high.My mouth boasts over my enemies, for I delight in your deliverance. “There is no one holy like the Lord; there is no one besides you; there is no Rock like our God. “Do not keep talking so proudly or let your mouth speak such arrogance,for the Lord is a God who knows, and by…
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Hope ahead
Despite all this flexible time, do you feel spread thin? We nearly found a rhythm. Some even made the very best of this sheltering in place. Check out this perspective https://polylogos.eu/blessing-in-disguise/ I spend more than an hour (sometimes three) every day coordinating Jackie’s online school activity. Printing materials, checking her work, scanning, uploading it online,…
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Wait for the Lord
“but they who wait for the Lord shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings like eagles; they shall run and not be weary; they shall walk and not faint.” Isaiah 40:31 Most translations use the wrong word. It’s not merely hope or trust. WAIT is something we all do or have to…
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What are we waiting for?
We’re wait-experts. But waiting is not a good place to be in. The best place to be in is the present. Even if you’re tempted to label it as terrible. It’s not terrible. It is what it is. But our mental suffering occurs when we cling onto the past or the future. Our life lesson…
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Poem of the present
Don’t envy me.Don’t pity me. Just pray if you will. Let’s! Reach out your heart. Our aches are different. I’m sure. There’s no comparison No competition Together though we can allow the pain we create with our mind To pass through As we acknowledge it We let it go. Intense suffering of any kind Can…