Love
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I keep discoveringhow far I am from You. Somewherestuck in the hidden chambersof my own heartwhere shadows still gather. I reach for Youand somehow reachfor myself instead. I speak of loveand then withhold it.I speak of surrenderand end up clinging to what I fear losing. I am dusttrying to rememberthe shape of heaven. And still,Jesus,… Read more
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I have tried to follow Your lightwith eyes that fail to see clearly. I have called my own voiceYour whisper,and walked roadsI thought You had given me. Then I found myself lost. And I wonderif You saw the tryingor only the wandering. But perhaps You see deeper. Perhaps You seethe small, trembling yesbeneath my failure,the… Read more
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Without cost the morning comes,laying gold upon the lake,asking nothing for its light. Without cost the sparrow sings,spilling music through the air,unaware of any debt. So too the gifts that shaped my life—a hand that lifted,a word that healed,a mercy I did not earn. What was freely placed within my heartwas never mine to keep.… Read more
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Obedience is freedom. The soul bows,and in its bendingfinds release. The law is love,not written to bind,but to lead usinto the heart of God. Love is sacrifice. It empties itselfwithout counting the cost,and calls that lossjoy. Forgiveness is not optional. Mercy is the pathwe are asked to walk,againand again. Give. The open handis the only… Read more
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May your love becomea quiet chapelwhere grace learns your namesby heart. May laughter keep the windows open,forgiveness keep the fire lit,and tenderness return each nightlike prayer. When joy overflows,may you kneel in gratitude.When sorrow arrives,may you carry it togetherwithout fear. And through all your days,may God dwell gently between you,making one lifefrom two faithful hearts.… Read more
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The big Lake is so vast, watching it for a week from the back deck gives barely a peek. Never the same yet always the same, the big Lake lends only a glance of its glory and mere imaginary wonder of its depth, heaving what seems to be entire tree on the morning shore from… Read more
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Let Your light enter the hidden rooms of my heart,where fear has lingeredand old grief has built its dwelling. Speak there in the silence,where no human voice can reach,and let Your presence become my peace. You are the Life—the living Vine,the fountain no desert can exhaust,the Resurrection already risingwithin every soul that rests in You.… Read more
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May I be a voice for those whose words are lost,and courage for those whose strength is spent.Keep me from the comfort of silencewhen justice calls my name. You call me to see the those who seem invisible,hear the unheard,and honor the dignityYou have woven into every soul. I know a noble life is not… Read more
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Enameled crosses hangabove cushioned pews,white hands lift in worship,voices tremble at the name of Jesus,while outside the sanctuaryanother soulis treated as less than sacred. And heaven grieves. For Christ was not crucifiedbeneath stained glass comfort.He died brown-skinned, bruised,beneath an empirethat feared the dignityof the unwanted. There is a racismthat no longer burns crosses,because it has… Read more
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This morning the world prayed before I did The robin sang cheep-cheepfrom the lilac branch The creek whispered gurgle-gurgleover patient stones Leaves applauded with a gentle rustleand somewhere beyond the hilla bee hummed its tiny hymnbuzzzz I smiled at the sacred onomatopoeiaof Your creationall these soundsthat are somehow more than soundseach one a small translationof… Read more
Prayerfully Poetic 