#40daychallenge
It is finished!
Now, at the end, over the vista of anxiousness, I can sense relief!
I can sense more peace and that everything will fall into place.
I may still experience bouts of grief,
But they won’t consume my face.
As I focus on yonder, I can sense this time was yet brief,
And as I hold things more lightly, I can revel in the vast wonder of space and My Maker’s trace.
Apr 12, 2025
Apr 12, 2025 at 5:15 PM UTC
Movements of Easter
Movement betrays intent
or reveals hearts’ content?
Resisting movement also reveals
how one’s mind heals.
The Spirit’s whisper
Illuminates Go(O)d’s lament
And more significantly, His magnificent intent.
Apr 11, 2025
Apr 11, 2025 at 5:01 PM UTC
Ordinary moments: sitting on the couch, reading, watching TV,
But behold the backdrop, turquoise waves: the vast sea,
And family, all ages, different generations; pure pleasure.
Moments make up the album of life: captured in photography,
Gratitude to the One who connects all these squashes idol worship, the heart blooms with glee,
Yes, tensions tighten, pain parts, and obstacles obscure; but in the end let that not be the yardstick of measure.
Apr 10, 2025
Apr 10, 2025 at 5:34 PM UTC
Breathe
Just breathe.
Wait.
Don't act or react or double back.
Just breathe.
Living in this world of the fast and furious,
To wait seems to be too late
Because you're already behind
Wait...
It's counter-culture
It's not the fight or flight.
It's so simple, it's powerful.
It's so small, yet so big.
With messages like 'Just Do It',
The world runs faster
Because we fear missing out
But in the end, we still lose ourselves
To what others want,
To what others need.
So we fit in,
So we just, please.
Rather than stop
And risk, for life.
And wait and be
At our Lord's mercy.
Just breathe,
Wait.
His timing is perfect,
Just breathe.
Amen
Apr 9, 2025
Apr 9, 2025 at 5:10 PM UTC
Known
Slow down, everything’s moving too fast:
On a beat that’s pushing forward, releasing the past.
But here is where I am;
The cool morning air gently caresses my skin; sirens sound far off: an emergency of sorts, lives in danger, rescued: comforting.
Yes, there are lists, present problems praying to solve,
But this is a 'lent' moment, and I won’t let that get old. I smile; these are the ones foretold.
Apr 8, 2025
Apr 8, 2025 at 5:19 PM UTC
Little Drummer Boy
The drummer
We see today,
Is still the 'Little Drummer Boy'
From yesterday.
His dreams
You gave,
Still, bounce along
The beats to the eternal song,
Breathe new life
In the air today,
So he may fulfil
His destiny.
Apr 7, 2025
Apr 7, 2025 at 4:49 PM UTC
Resurgam
Prophecy spoke full healing,
I believed it to be in this world;
But alas, I conclude now, with deeper understanding,
It shouldn't be so, but done in the new world
What lies within, surpassing time: everlasting.
Apr 6, 2025
Apr 6, 2025 at 4:51 PM UTC
Change me like a Rubik’s Cube
Can we taste glory, not shame?
Faith is a full-sensory experience;
Enliven our senses today that we may claim Your glory.
We often live deep in our thoughts,
Surrounded by the shame
Of this world.
Tasting the fruit of evil,
But You are calling me to life.
Love me; shower me with Your sunshine,
Change me like a Rubik’s Cube,
And free me
From the entanglements
Of my shame.
May I never be the same!
Apr 5, 2025
Apr 5, 2025 at 8:04 PM UTC
Start Small
Betrayal with empty words and no action, except to line their pockets with the fat from profits.
Profits from products that have served to distract us from what’s important:
Relationships. Relationships with our land, relationships with others and relationships with ourselves.
Meaningful action is what we need. It’s our only hope.
Action stems from hearts connected to the one that gives life.
Change is constant. Climate change is chaotic and killing us slowly,
But part of our cosmic life.
We need to change within and live change out.
No more empty words, empty thoughts, empty hearts!
Just act now in meaningful ways that bring life!
Just start small, but with love.
Just don’t continue to sit on hands that are meant to serve, with love.
Just start; it will suffice.
Apr 4, 2025
Apr 4, 2025 at 3:50 PM UTC
Comforting presence, has been claimed of me,
Heaven’s dew: this gift of affirmation, unsolicited, freely given: gratefully received
Still much to grow, still hopes to claim, truths accepted more deeply,
But in each moment, there is growth! More room to love the skin I liveth in.
Deep breaths come easier,
Still anxiety trembles, but
There is much more room; thus I am freer.
Stopping and claiming this moment, I must.
Waiting in transition, never fully arrived,
But always changing.
Noticing has become my favourite pastime derived,
Out of angst, comes more space for new arranging.
Apr 3, 2025
Apr 3, 2025 at 3:55 PM UTC
Before I was born
What was I thinking?
No, stop! What-was-I-really-thinking?
Perfection? There is no such thing here, this side of heaven,
Yet, I’ve spent my entire life trying to be,
More, hating who I was,
Striving to be more?
Was it from the trauma of my first surgery
To my brain at 11 months young, that then suffered, again and again, three times more?
Was it the generational trauma carried in my DNA? Unseen, unheard but screaming: you’re not enough!
Stop trying, give up!
Was it others taunting and teasing, yet in reality testing,
Testing what I would do with their jealous tirade?
What a waste.
That’s not how I want to live anymore.
I want to rethink, no, re-imagine a new reality, and step right into my innate creativity.
Breathed within me before I was born.
By YOU...
Apr 2, 2025
Apr 2, 2025 at 4:02 PM UTC
Cold isolation,
Hibernation, and intense fascination,
With self. I needed to do this to reclaim the lost, broken-hearted, and wounded parts of me,
Lonely seasons bring out despair: depression, desperation.
But then things crack and light streams in,
Warmth and life overpowers darkness, enveloping,
With love, grace, a heavenly face that wipes away every tear and love wounds that trace
The maker of our seasons, the one who writes new story endings.
Liberation is a fire that burns deep within, new rumblings, in the heat of new adventures,
New maturity emerges, new insights replace old that are purged,
There is freedom here, new dreams spark, courage is abounding in my inner nature,
New possibilities are seen, tasted, and felt,
Small steps evolve into giant leaps into the future.
To stabilise all this growth, you have to take stock,
Step out of the spotlight, and tend to the flock.
It’s time to reflect, marvel, and enjoy, all the moments in life: good and bad,
And embrace the confidence of standing on firm rock.
From this place, I step into my reward,
Rejoicing that all things are made new, on his accord,
New wisdom is found: pockets with pearls, lavish plunder, so different from the darkness that once hung,
But now I fight my battles with a double-edged sword.
Mar 30, 2025
Mar 30, 2025 at 3:47 PM UTC
Mustard Seed
Mud cakes, sand castles, dress ups and... Make-believe;
Child-like curiosity, awe, wonder and...
Other-world conceive.
Silence, in a busy grownup world, gives opportunity for playfulness you can retrieve,
Embrace these moments, seek them out, faith like a mustard seed, oak trees sprout.
Apr 1, 2025
Apr 1, 2025 at 4:06 PM UTC
Time tells tales: of where we find our fortune,
Seven years of recovering, seven years of dependence, seven years of healing, seven years of growing freedom.
After seven times seven minus seven days on life support,
lying in a coma, wondering when I would wake up, if ever.
These years were spent learning: from unknowing, awkward, and uncertain to knowing, revelation, and authenticity.
I saw my underbelly, I wrestled with my inner foes,
I reconciled with my complexity,
And was held by the One who truly knows,
The future, the road that’s still ahead, and
The enlargement, the promises fulfilled.
The love and acceptance, the rejoicing.
I step out into the unknown more bolder now,
Holding the hand of the One who is more known.
Time is ahead of me, I don’t need to speed it up, but rather I desperately want to slow it down: and
Savour the moments, minutes, and the memories,
Of life here: now that’s a fortunate tale!
Mar 29, 2025
Mar 29, 2025 at 3:49 PM UTC
Can grace be birthed?
I live in the brokenness,
I live in the mystery.
I live in imperfection,
I am human: that’s me.
So, why did I continue to wear
The yoke of slavery?
Continue again and again to tear,
Myself down when You tried to love me?
Only with humility,
Can I accept Your love,
Only with Your sovereignty,
Can grace be birthed; free your dove!
Mar 28, 2025
Mar 28, 2025 at 5:11 PM UTC
...
It is soundless.
Is this how it was
Before You spoke?
Mar 27, 2025
Mar 27, 2025 at 4:13 PM UTC
Mystery
Observation is key,
To unlock the mystery.
Mar 26, 2025
Mar 26, 2025 at 3:31 PM UTC
Exquisite Love
Beloved...
Here I am...
... I am listening.
See me...
Oh free me from my earthly tethers.
Trust me...
Lift me to ride the clouds with You,
Above the storms.
Mar 25, 2025
Mar 25, 2025 at 3:58 PM UTC
Wild Animal Within
I want to befriend
The wild animal within
To sit with and know,
To encourage and mend.
To tame its twitches,
To friend its foes.
To flame its courage
And pull up its britches.
To walk the way
Of the narrow path,
To head North even with Rath
And help it trust You and all You say.
Mar 24, 2025
Mar 24, 2025 at 2:27 PM UTC
True Life
I was dead, even when alive.
I lived, but lived for others,
Surrendering my soul,
I must have existed, but did I truly survive?
Denial? Busyness? Constant comparisons?
Are all good contenders,
(Do-goodness and perfection add)
In the throes of destruction.
But now I heal, trusting in God there are no human barriers.
However, this truth,
The hustle continues,
Life should be sweet?!
But instead, we struggle by struth!
Mindfulness may be the key,
Cocktails of alcohol and drugs?
Or constant distractions and selfies?
But Jesus trumps all, seek him, you'll see!
He is the life and resurrection,
He is our true peace,
Our hope and life,
And should always be our concentration.
Mar 22, 2025
Mar 22, 2025 at 6:55 PM UTC
Hooray
I'll meet You here today
so that our hearts will get to play.
and our smiles will go back from yesterday,
Oh, yesterday.
Our souls will stretch out far and lay
peacefully quiet in Your welcoming hay.
I'll stay forever, and I'll pray
for others to join us every day.
It'll be my pleasure, I'll say; hooray!
Mar 23, 2025
Mar 23, 2025 at 3:57 PM UTC
Thank YOU, that I am not perfect!
I take off this heavy yoke,
This burden that cripples my spirit and robs my joy.
What is it like to live a different life?
To believe something different from what I've spoke.
To try new things and become more of YOUR joy.
Thank YOU that I'm not perfect!
Thank YOU that I can make mistakes,
And can try again.
There are many possibilities ahead!
I can zoom ahead and I can apply the breaks,
I can stumble and re-wire my brain.
Thank YOU that I'm not perfect!
So here's to another attempt,
So here's to continuing on the journey...
No matter what…willingly and NOT circumspect!
Mar 21, 2025
Mar 21, 2025 at 5:50 PM UTC
Weary but not wasted
Drawing on power from He who rides upon the clouds,
To face the battles this day that mount.
Reignite in me an unquenchable fire.
That stirs my spirit from the One that inspires.
Mar 20, 2025
Mar 20, 2025 at 4:51 PM UTC
Ablaze
Burn all my impurities;
May they sing:
“This girl is on fire!”
Mar 19, 2025
Mar 19, 2025 at 4:24 PM UTC
Return to connection
Turn again to your mother’s *****
And risk vulnerability;
Courageous kindness in a world of disconnection.
Mar 18, 2025
Mar 18, 2025 at 5:52 PM UTC