I found this poem from last year and wanted to post it. Maybe you have felt the same things at times? I gathered all my strength and tried to raise up from the ashes. I held ashes in my hands and raised them up to Him “Here, take these ashes– I screamed!” “Give me beauty,” I belted. I glimpsed at the altar of tears. An … Continue reading Beauty for Ashes
“Though you have slept among the sheepfolds (the sheepfolds, שְׁפַ֫תָּ֥יִם Strong’s Hebrew 8240: fireplaces, ash heaps), yet shall you be as the wings of a dove covered with silver, and her feathers with yellow gold” (Psalm 68:13, KJ). Recently, I received an urgent prayer request for a little girl who is three years old. She was rushed to the hospital with a fever, the inability … Continue reading Do we hate Him?
I am seeing an ostomy nurse who specializes in patients with acute and chronic “wound” care. Things in the natural often mimic things in the spirit. Wounds and pain are funny things. They have layers. They have smells and degrees of infection and pus. They can be covered up with a Band-Aid or douched in ointments, but if they keep getting infected, they never heal … Continue reading Retribution
My friend Charlie has a huge white rooster that sparked my attention of late. Yes, her henhouse has caused me to write a story a time or two. While meditating on a blog post about light, Charlie sent a comment to me in an email about her rooster named Honky that I could not get out of my spirit. Yes, Honkey is a derogatory name … Continue reading Honky-Tonk?
I talked to a friend on the phone the other day, and her cat, Shadow, had found a giant bug. Her cat was playing ping pong– smacking the cicada back and forth until the giant bug was dead. My friend took a picture of it lying next to a quarter to show me its size. I noticed the dead bug and also one word on … Continue reading Sap Sucker Cicada’s