“A bruised reed He will not break” Oh but a bruised reed will bend And when the waters rush and the earth gives way Lord let your mercy move and mend Move like water in shallow shores Where the current ebbs and flows May the woundedness and desperate need Be mended in this reed I know My knees they bend My heart does break I know that only You can save! Oh Jesus send Merciful waves A bruised reed YouRead more
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In the moment
In the quiet of this moment Oh my friend be still and know there is grace to live this moment To hold on and to let go In the quiet of this moment May your heart find strength to see Deepest beauty Amidst deep sorrow Oh how joy can walk with grief For in the moment in the quiet May the love that IS -surround Surround you and your sweet mom with the love that is profound Deeper, higher, wider,Read more
what remains
When realities blow chaff in the wind When real life burns dross away When the depths of grief are surfacing oh God help us seek your face When the fire burns so deep within And fear rises to the heights Oh God let your Word ring loud and clear You are with us in darkest of nights When the Voids within are hollow coves Fill us with your Words of Life You can use the heights and lows To drawRead more
Make the Brownies
Make the brownies sing the songs Say the words and right the wrongs Laugh out loud and smile much Encourage folks reach out and touch Grab a hand Make the call Send the text Breathe through it all Read the stories Study, learn Share the glory Take your turn Hike the mountains Walk the trails Skip around and ride the rails Share the journey Swing real high Look out for the other guy Smell the flowers Ride the waves CountRead more
in the in between
In the basement In the deep end In the cellar of my soul In the basement In the deep end There’s a fear that grips, controls In the darkness there’s a battle I must fight And fight to win But the irony, the beauty, –can it come in the surrender? Surrender? oh surrender… to relinquish and to see It’s accepting, not rejecting- With great courage, comes great peace In the stopping, in the hearing, In the ground beneath my feetRead more
Solid Ground
Solid ground under my feet, a carpet laid in green a breeze that reminds me life moves on a sky of beauty seen a moment to not move ahead or think on what’s behind A moment to reflect and then, thank God for moments in time We live one moment at a time…Read more
What hands can’t hold
Some things cannot be taken But they’re the things we cannot hold Oh when our world is shaking, quaking, we’re breaking We will hold to what we deeply know Light bursting through the shadows Comes as we choose to see The beauty amidst the ache Like mortar in a mosaic masterpiece Some things we’ll never fathom What ifs of what could be But may we hold to what we know We are loved and loved will always be Oh thatRead more
Stubborn Little Hyacinth
Stubborn Little Hyacinth Peeking through the soil Resilient little perennial It’s been a year of toil Yes it may show up in the blooms This year, so scant and slight But beautiful little Hyacinth You made it to the light!! (And that was no small fight!) Stubborn little Hyacinth I feel a bit like you Am hopeful that the resilient beauty I’ll see in me like I see it in you. Beautiful, Lovely Hyacinth What a gift you are toRead more
like falling leaves…
For Autumn leaves on gentle winds For precious family and faithful friends For whispered prayers and answers given for little graces in the daily livin’ For God who knows For God who sees For grace that’s given And grace received Flowing as freely as the falling leaves.. For all these things and more than I say I thank the Lord this October day as the gentle winds blow leaves my wayRead more
deeper still
Was praying tonight and found myself drawn to a quote my friend said the other day. I had asked her for prayer for another friend who was facing a huge challenge, a pit, if you will. She texted back “there is no pit so deep, God’s love is not deeper still. ” It’s a quote by Corrie ten boom. As a holocaust survivor, Corrie knew a thing or two about pits. She knew about darkness and despair. She also knewRead more
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