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Good

Whatever fills our soul God gives us that. He is pouring wine into cups. We are to just hold ours out. He causes the sun to rise on all. The earth is ours and all that’s good. And as my skin responds to the warmth of a late winters morning, I see dew still on the bud...

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Except a Grain of Wheat

Except a grain of wheat fall, catch the current of the wind, and lose all sense of direction, to rest in a place unbidden and foreign, it remains a single grain. Yet, unbridled or contained, and at the mercy of God’s faithfulness, it bears the seed for the new...

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Flight

God taught me of love. How it was a like a kite, that you lengthen and let loose. Or the string of a bow that sets an arrow on its path. I guess nothing he taught me was that it was something you kept. Rather it was something that you kept on giving out; like the...

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Even There

"‘Am I only a God nearby,’ declares the Lord, ‘and not a God far away? Can anyone hide in secret places so that I cannot see him?’ declares the Lord. ‘Do I not fill heaven and earth?’ declares the Lord” (Jeremiah 23:23, 24 NIV). "Where can I go from your Spirit? Where...

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Eden

Oh Lord you are too Holy How do we become clean? Not by our own efforts do you assure me, but by immersing ourselves into the holy stream. Oh holy stream, wash over my stains. So that when my God looks at me he sees not the dirt of my hands; not my sullied self but...

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The Door

Faith is a key Fear is a lock Faith, the fabric that covers me. Fear, the incessant cold. Faith, the shield fear’s arrows clear. And the one who seeks for me. Until faith then becomes the door I go in and out restored. Ana Lisa de Jong Living Tree Poetry April 17...

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Be Still

Be still. Be still and know, that I am God. Be still for I am He who’s in you, and I’m greater than all in this world. Be still for I am here within you, holding you up, so you cannot fall. Be still because I will deliver you. Not one moment too late, nor too soon....

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Dark

What do you want me to do with this morning God? That shines through the blinds, that shines through my shuttered heart. What do I do with a sun that still rises? On us, whose joy wavers as a candle in the wind, on those, whose joy has for a moment, been snuffed out....

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A Harbour

We need a harbour. A harbour where we can moor our vessels that have been tossed and turned by inclement weather, by changing currents, and the wear and tear, of all our endeavours. We need a place where we can shed ourselves. Selves we have worn so long, that, like...

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Life–As a Gift

Life – As a Gift If life is indeed a gift,then we being alive, must bear the gifts of life. Our whole and entire purpose… to breathe it in, to grow in its nourishment, to reproduce it, to extend it. It was given to BE PASSED ON. Fishes and loaves to feed thousands,...

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