Wednesday, December 23, 2020

Mary - An Advent Poem

 


Mary                                                                                                                                


Precious girl,
even now we follow your lead.
You who welcomed such fearful visit
of strange heavenly tidings,
that a worldly impossibility would be swallowed up
to herald all Creation’s redemption.
You who chose to believe it --
we trace similar steps to bow and worship
the God who generously makes all things possible.

Blessed girl,
we hunger for a faith so simple and pure.
You who saw youth and station and ridicule as
no obstacles to God’s mighty work
within you,
for you.
You who quietly cradled the Eternal One incarnate
into this unredeemed soil and dirt
and reverently loved
with a mother’s love
the I AM steeped in flesh.
We watch you and observe how to handle
holy things with care and with fear and with great joy.

Chosen and willing vessel,
we are grateful for your ordained place in His story.
You who bore such monumental pain
in His coming,
then in His going,
and yet clothed yourself in obedience at the call of your King,
prayerfully patient.
You who abandoned common manmade dreams to follow your God --
your humble faithfulness kindles a fire in our bellies,
bears bold fruit even now
as an offering of worship,
a legacy of godly devotion and of love.



Thursday, December 17, 2020

A Prayer for Mission Week




One of our grown babies is helping with a mission effort this week throughout the city. As with all short term missions, things are pretty intense, a little scary and completely exhausting. Here is the prayer I'm praying for her and her team today, and I would absolutely love it if you'd join me:

 (Based on Psalm 23) 

LORD, be their Shepherd in all things this week.
Let them fully and constantly sense Your loving Presence
Give them good rest when it is time for rest
Give them refreshing sustenance for strength
Restore their fervor for You again and again
Lead them on these preordained paths
For the sake of Your Name and for Your glory

Even in uncomfortable and possibly dangerous situations
LORD, make fear flee from them
Let them feel your protective hand surrounding them
And be comforted to their cores

Before those who would oppose their Gospel work
Show Yourself as Provider in lavish, abundant, undeniable measure
Pour upon them an extra measure of your wisdom and strength in the Spirit
Let Your goodness and mercy pave every step before them
And follow closely on their heels
And be their guard to the left and the right
Grant to their souls firm assurance that You, O LORD, are their true home


Thursday, November 26, 2020

Giving of Thanks (2020)

in this year of want
wild with worries sore
tangled up in time
and left to melancholy

hearts are now humbled
bells set to chime
and I inhale long
dare to shirk the folly

and to look up and up
position a full posture
of gratitude galore
for these blessings You have brought me

how with reasons wrapped in rhyme
You whisper "Peace" within this war





Saturday, November 7, 2020

This Time -- PAD Challenge Day 7

 


This Time

Waste not

that accorded wisdom

to seize and to savor this slivering

Wait not

for ideal opportunity

born of wanton maneuvering

Wish not

for mis-sized dreams

drawn out providentially for another

Will not

the time to fly

this time, love, elect to linger


 

Wednesday, October 28, 2020

Decision



I have been instructed by the institutions,
“Choose you this day whom you will serve.”
What is a pilgrim to do
when taxed with the impossible?
When pressed to decide between which matters most:
children destitute at our borders in cages
or children in pieces in a biohazard container?
“Which is more valuable, oh voter?”
How has this been established a dividing line in a "civil" society?
For all are made through Him and for Him
and Jesus loves ALL the little children of the world,
just as He loves every confused, every desperate
mama facing every difficult, every impossible decision.
Where are the honest scales to properly weigh such a dilemma?
I own privilege. I know that. 
I did not earn it.
I often do not want it.
I watch as many I love continue to scrape and scramble day to day
just to be embraced as equal,
to be afforded a truly fair shake and
their pain matters, too.
Their plight deserves sober consideration.
And so much more!
But now I am expected to somehow sign my name to 
one – of -- two 
who stand atop even greater privilege:
one who pays lip service (my cynicism deciphers)
to equality of color and creed and gender
and the other so cold he can’t even muster the deception.
God help us, your chosen brood,
to bear with one another through this time
(for we do not agree). 
Enable us to forgive lavishly and
long-suffer like never before for Jesus’ name’s sake.
To recognize our greater heavenly bond
come what may in this kingdom on the ground.
And, in the end,
to refuse to require institutions or earthly allegiances 
to do the good work that
You have predestined Your people to accomplish.
We are Yours.
You are sovereign.
Jesus is King.
May He reign in our hearts above all else.


 

Wednesday, September 16, 2020

We lost a friend today . . .

Oh, Death,

perhaps for a moment
you have stolen center stage
with rot and rank offending
But remember
for every child of the King
a new life waits in the wings
light and life ever lurking behind the decay
a life that, at curtain’s call,
shall utterly ruin and replace your reign

Tuesday, September 8, 2020

Kindred Mom Article




Thanks to Kindred Mom for featuring these thoughts on cutting the cord, so to speak. It's really tough, but I'm thankful to have some other gals to walk (and sometimes scream) through the valley with me. 

Click HERE to read the full article.

Blessings!