The authors personal ruminating on life, faith and reality.
The Scriptures say we are a royal household, Kings & Priests, One day we will cast our crowns at the feet of our Lord – King of the Universe. Consider now the jewels in our crowns. I see them as trouble, troubles that pressed us to grow. Troubles- our pain and suffering, Troubles … More Jewels for your crown.
Up Until Now… Up until now I allowed a disconnect between my heart and my head. Up until now I could feel the big ball of emotions; my reactions to others pulsating just outside of my gut. Some feelings I could discern others would flood me there were many and so strong, I could not … More Up until now.
Living from the center out, not the outside in; this is the call, A call to life. We start in needing to receive. Receiving love, nurturing, care, We move into knowing. To know and perceive our person-hood, our humanity, our identity, we grow into knowing ourselves. We become in nurturing, nurturing our own souls to … More Life is lived best from the inside out!
Grief is love with no place to go, No place but to memories, or regrets. Regret of lost opportunities, memories now memorials. Grief is love with no place to go, No place but back into what might have been or to perhaps. Perhaps grief finds a home, A home in the joy and hope of … More Grief
Fires Burn, True hearts learn, Love shines through; hero’s! The crucible of the flames, burns the dross and clears the shame. Reality comes with the crisis, Facing choices that must be made. Second guessing comes later. In a moment our future is made. Fires Burn, True hearts learn, Love shines through it’s flames.
I think I understand, Life is not a wilder-land, but a garden still. I think I understand, Not to be a preacher or teacher or a tiller of the earth, But a tiller of ones heart, of the soul, of the wonder of it all. Life is not a wilder-land but a garden one must … More Life is not a wilder-land
Trouble Forms Us Something’s formed in trouble, Something found no other place. Realizations, revelations, Change comes outside the easy space. Comforts, safety, security are often sought, Too often for our own good. The good of trouble is seldom understood. We lose ourselves in our comforts, Finding mostly idols there. We are numbed … More Trouble Forms Us.
We can not forget for we are changed. We have met the irreducible reality of death, While yet young, impressionable and engaged. We lost innocence, lost dreams, lost youth; forever Changed. Friends now are dearer, Family is dearer, Life is dearer. Time matters more, For we are changed. Why have … More Changed
The Circle Game . Running on our own, making our own way, being right not seeing what’s real. . We; defining our own truth, defining our own god, defining our own self. It’s endless, it’s meaningless, it’s a self centered fabrication; an illusion. . It’s the circle game. . Circling about our desires, circling about … More The circle game.
. Eternity waits. It waits longingly for those trapped in time, Eternity waits. It waits for all troubled souls, The broken-hearted, The wanderer’s longing for a home, Eternity waits. It waits for the faithful, Waits for the hopeful, Waits for the lonely, Eternity waits. It waits for us … More Eternity Waits; two
