I love the sight of the flashing light
splitting, brightening tumultuous night.
I love the sound of thunder claps
bowling, rolling, thunderous smack.
I love the feel of the falling rain
renewing, reviving, refreshing again.
Sunday, March 18, 2012
spring
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borrowed hope
planted shallow
in rich ground
lying fallow
summer, fall
blooms awaited
nothing yet
hope abated
winter cold
roots digging deep
the quiet ground
a secret keeps
spring green
blooms bursting forth
richer, lovelier
than ever hoped
Sunday, March 11, 2012
that ship has sailed
Here are some no's that I am thankful for (some I had to say, and some that were said to me):
- No from a school in Mexico where I wanted to teach English. Yes to one more in year in Charlotte, teaching, coaching, and serving.
- No to a roommate. Yes to my niece and nephew who came to stay with me some last summer.
- No to a busy schedule. Yes to space for deeper friendships with fewer people.
- No to my plans and "building my own house." Yes to the Lord's plans and seeing what HE can do.
- No to worry. Yes to rest!!
with
The greatest gift I have been given lately is the gift of presence, of being with.
A sweet friend has invited me to spend time with her and her family several times over the last few months. She prefaced the invitation with, "our house is a mess, but we would love to have you." The mess was overlooked. We ate dinner, played games, danced in the living room, listened to two boys sing 'Be a Man" from Mulan. We laughed, we prayed, we talked, we cried, we hoped together. Presence. With.
In the fall another friend offered several times to just come sit with me when I was feeling sad. Not necessarily to talk or to offer advice. Just to be. With.
On Tuesdays some students and I go run and sometimes get tacos. What a joy to run, to talk, to plan, to laugh. To be. With.
It is all these people being "with" that have comforted my soul. We have walked together. Shared life together. Lived. With.
It is the gift that God has given us. Emmanuel, God WITH us. He has not left us as orphans, but has given us a counselor. The Holy Spirit. With.
This gift has been given to me, but it is also mine to give. Ours to give.
With.
So we cared for you. Because we loved you so much, we were delighted to share with you not only the gospel of God but our lives as well. 1 Thessalonians 2:8
A sweet friend has invited me to spend time with her and her family several times over the last few months. She prefaced the invitation with, "our house is a mess, but we would love to have you." The mess was overlooked. We ate dinner, played games, danced in the living room, listened to two boys sing 'Be a Man" from Mulan. We laughed, we prayed, we talked, we cried, we hoped together. Presence. With.
In the fall another friend offered several times to just come sit with me when I was feeling sad. Not necessarily to talk or to offer advice. Just to be. With.
On Tuesdays some students and I go run and sometimes get tacos. What a joy to run, to talk, to plan, to laugh. To be. With.
It is all these people being "with" that have comforted my soul. We have walked together. Shared life together. Lived. With.
It is the gift that God has given us. Emmanuel, God WITH us. He has not left us as orphans, but has given us a counselor. The Holy Spirit. With.
This gift has been given to me, but it is also mine to give. Ours to give.
With.
So we cared for you. Because we loved you so much, we were delighted to share with you not only the gospel of God but our lives as well. 1 Thessalonians 2:8
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