Wednesday, April 21, 2010

Crossing

Piercing cry of death...young wife crumples in grief...tears tumble from men folk...
Forty four years cut short by an invasion of germs...a weakened heart ceasing to beat...
I stand at the edge of this unfolding crisis, beginning the dance of indecision. Do I penetrate this circle of love or do I simply retreat, assuming the preferred role of onlooker? My heart is crumbling for a family all too familiar with hardship, but my mind floods with "what if's." What if they reject a love offering? What if the spectators deem it invasive? What if I fumble?
The line is crossed by a force bigger than me, a holy Wind that sweeps me toward the carnage. He sends me to color the dark with His hope, a promise to rescue and restore.
A stranger's arm that wraps...a simple prayer that cries...one insecure soul who is chosen to cross over.

Father, You are faithful in Your love! Today, You will hold a family close. Today, You will spread Your balm over them. Today, You will call me to the edge again and once more, I will ask You to help me cross.

Monday, April 12, 2010

It's Spring!




For, lo, the winter is past,


the rain is over and gone;



The flowers appear on the earth;


the time of the singing of birds is come.

Song of Solomon 2:11-12



Friday, April 2, 2010

I must remember

Crossbeam tearing wounded flesh...hammer striking iron...
  shrieks of unfathomable pain...drops of redemption blood...
wincing with each agonizing breath...
trembling limbs stretched...
startled eyes searching the heavens...haunting thoughts of abandonment and betrayal...
uncontrollable sobs from a grieving mother...
jeers from a lost crowd...repentant cries from a thief...
merciful eyes forgiving humanity...

He himself bore our sins in his body on the tree,
so that we might die to sins and live for righteousness;
by his wounds you have been healed. I Peter 2:24


Wednesday, March 31, 2010

Taste and See

Jesus took bread, blessed and broke it...


'Take, eat; this is My body." Matt. 26:26
Before I remember, I examine.
Do I seek only Living Bread? Does He completely satisfy me? 
Do I seek leaven instead of He who knew none? 
'I am the Bread of Life' John 6:48
Jesus, let me feed on nothing but You.
'You shall set the shewbread on the table
before Me always.'  Exodus 25:30
Examine me, Oh Bread of Presence... afflicted and wounded One...face of the LORD;
that You might gaze upon me...that I might 
enjoy your presence. 
Taste and see for the LORD is good...Psalm 34:8.
'If anyone eats of this bread, he will live forever.' John 6:51 

Monday, March 29, 2010

Drink from the Cup of Grace

The more I seek you,
The more I find you.
The more I find you, the more I love you.
I wanna sit at your feet,
Drink from the cup in your hand,
Lay back against you and breath, feel your heart beat.
This love is so deep, it's more than I can stand.
I melt in your peace; it's overwhelming. Zach Neese


Pause and drink from His cup...
He poured out his life unto death...Isaiah 53:12
a drink offering for our sins...

This is my blood of the covenant
which is poured out for many for the forgiveness of sins.
Matthew 26:28

Remember Me...


Saturday, March 20, 2010

In Search of a Good Book

Rainy Saturdays beckon a good read and the Montague Bookmill may just provide the perfect escape. It is definitely on my "have to visit" list. This quaint bookstore is housed in an old gristmill on the Sawmill River in Montague, Massachusetts (just north of Amherst.)
Susan's bookmill whets any bibliophile's appetite for an afternoon of searching the stacks and
her website coaxes sightseers to plan the day sampling the other offerings as well: an antique shop, art studio, movie night.
The Lady Killigrew cafe and The Night Kitchen restaurant look just as inviting!
Check out Alison Morris' photo tour as well.
Enough advertising...Pemberley and Darcy are calling!

Thursday, March 11, 2010

Satisfy Us

"Satisfy us in the morning with your unfailing love, that we may sing for joy and
be glad all our days."  Psalm 90:1

Life noise begins all too soon and without a long drink of the Father early in the day, I find myself dehydrated by the cacophony.
 
"O LORD, be gracious to us; we long for you. Be our strength every morning..." Isa. 33:2

You might enjoy my February 22,2010 post on silence...