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Dirty Hands

This year Colorado is unusually warm and without it’s blanket of snow.  I am closing down my solarium for the season but a few plants continue to peak out new buds despite the brevity of sun and cooler temperatures in the mountains.  Many containers are now empty, having their dirt emptied and retired to the shelf for next year.  I will never cease to be amazed at how a plant will literally twist itself toward whatever light it can find.

They all reach upward, seeking that source of powerful energy that will ensure a future for them.  I will miss the aroma of fresh earth as I place it around a sprig of green and watch it come forth.  Some are in pots now, bulbs holding an invisible power that will erupt amidst the snow of spring and promise a colorful rainbow of purples, yellows, and pinks with a veil of icy white powder sprinkled over the earth.

So as the time for planting has passed and my solarium seems spacious and yet empty, I will await the promise of new life with each passing day as the nights will grow shorter and the earth will begin to breathe slowly, deeply, until life awakens within her.

Just watching one of those Christmas movies on the Inspiration channel, the Christmas Tree, and the nun says to the man too busy to stop and smell the roses….”Just hug the tree!” He pauses, hugs it and feels something.  She explains it as, God.  And so as I walk amidst this mountainous beauty, I will stop to hug one of my trees and breathe in the essence of life.  Life connected and grounded and strong.  Winter may be approaching, but we can still stop and smell the roses, hug the trees, and take a walk in the snow and breathe in deeply as we feel the warmth of sunshine upon us!

The Seed of Promise

PIC_4635Beneath the ground, a seed of promise

Seems dormant from above

But God beholds what we cannot

A Covenant of Love.

A baby boy, the first-born Son, begotten of the Father

A promise veiled in humanity

His excellent vessel of honor

Yet long ago, they spoke of Him

In fathers and in prophets,

By faith, they followed Yahweh’s hand

Though none would see His promise.

The One who from creation knew the Father’s plan so well

For the Son is heir of all He holds

And upholds them in His power.

All things to Him subjected

For His name more excellent than they

For a moment took a place below

To purge our sins and pay

With a one-time sacrifice of blood

An eternal priest appointed

At the Father’s right hand intercedes

With salvation, we’re anointed!

In these last days, God has spoken

In His Son, the King of Peace

Through the word of all His witnesses

that His Word it would not cease.

So listen, brethren, to His Spirit

The seed of  promise, now indwelling

And draw near, hold fast to Yeshua

For our Lord is soon returning!

And His Kingdom reigns in  righteousness

Forever will it stand

And those first-born in Christ Yeshua,

Will rest forever in His Hand.

I wrote this while taking a class in the book of Hebrews.  It would inspire me that today is the day we should remember and enter into His rest.  He desires to be with us.  Offerings of days, money, festivals are fine but time with the One we love and who loves us…priceless.  For someone who has known a lot of loneliness early in life, I found such joy in knowing that God was there, even when evil men continue in their ways and self-righteous ones brag about their good deeds; He just loves.  He loves those He created and is constantly looking for ways to support the hearts of those who belong to Him.  Praise Him, the Giver of Life.  I wasn’t looking for someone to save me but perhaps I was looking for someone to love me and that seems to also answer the unspoken request of saving someone.  He offers, we choose.  I seek and I find and find my reason for living and for life in Him.

So while it is still today; while it is still possible…enter into His rest and lay within the arms of the lover of your soul; the one whose hearts beats to see you smile, to rejoice, to know Him in all His ways.  You will not be disappointed.

Find Me

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“Beloved,” she whispered, as the moon began its arch in the night sky. “Are you there?, Can you see me?” I still feel you here with me. I sprayed the pillow with your cologne and for a moment, I remembered and I got lost in the joy you created in me.

“Papa, find me and take me to the arms of one who loved me like no other”. “I miss him, I miss his soul, his words, his heart like the desert misses rain.” She muffles the cries so no one will hear.

This journey has been so long and so full of pain and loneliness. And yet, even as I say it, I know One took the journey long ago and still walks that lonely path today. We look as ordinary as He did and so they pass us by. No one has ears to hear the screaming inside, “Please, find me”. “Love me like He does.” I look day and night and see only fleeting glimpses of a love I can no longer embrace and it leaves not only my arms but my heart so very empty.

You knew, didn’t you? The pain of loneliness and that it was and is,..not good. So you made, mankind. And, you also, were robbed by an enemy you knew. Dreams, hopes, desires…shattered. You found a way to restore and resurrect love again but endured the agony of knowing that light would again be extinguished. How long those days must have seemed. How long the ones I walk thru also seem.

I know joy will return one morning, but grief is there every morning I do not see his face, feel his touch or hear his voice. Perhaps, his prayer is the same as mine…”find me”!

So I seek Your Face as I once did long ago and look for special gifts of love in your Word. I try to remember the joy I first felt when I met you and when you brought us together. I know there is an ember still desiring to burn in my spirit but it feels so dark. So as I curl up in this bed and pray for sleep to overtake me so that my mind can rest from its constant remembering, Receive my soul that I may break the barriers of time that hold me here. Let me see my beloved and feel his kiss, look into his eyes one more time, and then help me to run this race until it is finished.

And then, let me enter the arms of the one who proved to me that one can be a vessel of such beauty and love that it can fill the empty, dark, pain-filled places of my past and truly bring beauty from the ashes. Precious brother and beloved, come find your bride. I wait only for you and you alone.

I will live because of the life you gave me here. I will go where He calls and I will look for you everyday upon the mountain when the sun rises and when it sets and in my dreams, I will love you as you always loved me, wholeheartedly.

You taught me beloved the meaning of love by laying down your life and being so eager to fill me and express the words of love from our Father to me. You became the vessel that enabled me to hear all the love Yeshua desired to speak into me. I promised I would never leave you and so I shall fulfill that promise. And on the day you rise up first, come find me, beloved and call out my Name and I shall be one with you forever as we were promised. I will go our Father does, looking for the one lost sheep who is broken, afraid, and hurting and cradle them in His love and rejoice that He brought us together and if only once, one ordinary man loved one ordinary woman with an extraordinary love from above and it was and is and will be….VERY GOOD! xoxoxo