Wednesday, September 30, 2015

Uninformed



We had to hover at the starting line and became antsy.
With prior warning, we would have planned ahead
We complained and pouted.  Waiting was inconvenient.

God had other plans and we should have asked Him some questions.
Someday, when we are more mature, we will handle life better.

We are learning.  We are slow learners.

Eventually, we thanked Him for the extra time.
He turned our detour into a little vacation.
Reconnecting with friends and family was a gift.
We decided to take it all as a blessing.

Monday, September 28, 2015

Take Wing



Very soon now, I will be breaking out of this cocoon.
The preparation and transformation stage is almost over.
Escape is tricky business.  But, the struggle will strengthen me.
Once I’m clear of all of the barriers, I will have to remain patient.
I will need time to get acclimated and fully ready.

Then, I will begin to fly. 
I was designed for flight.
I was born to take wing.

Thursday, September 24, 2015

Living Water



The water is extremely low at the lake.
The decline has been gradual and steady.
The docks, designed to float, are resting in the dirt.
They look sad, useless, and discarded.
They are now all form and no function.

They are anchored in place, stuck and waiting for water.
The visual pricks my consciousness.

Thankfully, even during dry times we can move.
Watchfulness enables us to adjust and readjust.
It is vitally important that we remain connected
with the source of Living Water.

Wednesday, September 23, 2015

Autumn Morning



I thank God for blessing me with an awesome autumn morning.
The sunrise was a kaleidoscope of shifting colors.
The cool, crisp air kissed the near-by pond causing mist to rise.
The sun rose a little higher
and revealed a vaporous blanket over the distant field.
As warmth spread, the haze shimmered and danced.

Good-bye summer. It was fun. I had a grand time.

Tuesday, September 22, 2015

Alfresco Lunch



We enjoyed our meal next to the historic canal.
Butterflies delighted us as they danced past our table.
Pink shrub roses lined the old train track beside us.
An herb garden spoke of freshness to be shared.
The late summer day was a blessing from God.
With thankfulness, we chatted as only good friends can.

Then, I bit down on something in my fried oyster.
It did not feel like shell or tooth, so I was not worried.
After I cleaned off the uninvited guest,
confusion turned into amazement.

I held a pea-sized pearl!  God is so cool!
Only He can change irritants into treasures.


Monday, September 21, 2015

Interrupted Routines



Seasons of interrupted routines can be liberating and exhausting.
The reasons behind the changes tint or taint the process.
Emotions are always stirred up, allowed to settle, and stirred again.

Leaning into the warm embrace of my Heavenly Father brings comfort.
Listening to wisdom and discernment, from Holy Spirit, gives clarity.

New routines will be developed, defined, and refined.
Our assumptions and expectations will tint or taint the process.