Sunday, October 26, 2014

Wide Water II


The Water is wide,

But there are Wings...

and there are boats that carry two......

There is a light on that far shore

coming into view

The same currents that battered us,

That broke us,

bent us to their mysterious will,

now carry us

and plot our course,

into the stream intended

all along...


"He shepherded and guided them"
-Psalm 78:72

Monday, October 20, 2014


"What you are seeking
is seeking you."


Apparent contradictions exist,
carefully pointed out
with our self-made scepters
our limited scope, 
based on our combined five minutes of experience we've had on this planet:

Contradictions in the Book of books,
The Word we follow,
even where God Himself is concerned....

In Reality,
There are no irreconcilable differences,
Only finite minds which cannot span Infinite Distances.

Enter the Way Himself,
the Truth,
the One who came to bridge the gap

Our Path Homeward is plotted through Paradox,
Soaked in Mystery;
So much depends on knowing the Unknowable,

Faith asks us to begin at the end, 
to find rest in the Final Analysis,
The Constant of our Equation:

that God Is.
that God is Good.
That God is Love.

If the factors you're currently considering
do not add up to this end,
keep seeking...

You will Find,

and in the finding,

You will be Found.


"May you be rooted deep in Love and founded securely on Love, that you may have the power to grasp what is the breadth and length and height and depth of Love; to know the Love of Christ, which far surpasses mere knowledge, that you may be filled with all the fullness of God."
-Ephesians 3:17-19

Friday, October 10, 2014


"Deep calls to deep"
-Psalm 42:7


You carved and dug

Deep into me

(or so it seemed)

And made of me
Your Well
in this desert

For all who are thirsty
For all who would drink


of Your



"They shall partake of the abundance of the seas,
and of treasures hidden in the sand."
-Deuteronomy 33:19



The Heart is enlarged in still small spaces
Multiplied in Solitide
Woven Wide across worlds when given to One…

Thus stretched
This canvas can hold multitudes,
and more Beauty 
than ever it held ashes…

When willing to wait at the empty table
For it to be filled
The heart becomes a feast
even its broken
loaves and fishes fragments
become food
and fill to the brim
the baskets
of His Beloved.


Wednesday, October 8, 2014

Calling all angels...


Standing on this precipice

terror of Falling


.....Wish me Wings