The highways extend & twist
like long sinuous ribbons flaring wide
from the sash around the Holy One’s waist;
And She twirls and She spins
to tease us out of our
wandering,
catching our hands,
tangling our pathways,
binding us to Herself and
braiding us to one another;
And still the ribbons reach further.
It is said that She will not cease dancing
until every lonely traveler
dances with Her,
until heaven and earth
are interwoven by Her wild frolic.
Where are you today? As I sit in my office, in the basement, away from your amazing world, I must seek you in the world that man has made. I listen to “Christian” music, seeking “inspiration.” Yet it feels dull. It doesn’t feel real. It feels fake. So many times I am fake. I have the “Christian” look. I say the “Christian” things. And yet, am I saying the right things so I will fit in? So others will see how “holy” I am?
Show me where you are today, even within this man made place with artificial light and artificial noise and artificial space. Let my inspiration come from you. Let my mind be filled with you for your sake. Not for accolades. Not for me. Only for you.
Authenticity and inspiration. Yes!
The rain has fallen gently
all day long
melting snow
the earth drinking deeply
filling spring’s reservoirs
I too have felt Your gentle
reign
over this day
soul-heavy cares melting
my spirit drinking deeply the calm
I welcome Your steady filling
of the empty places,
the spring-like ways of
Your presence
Full of refreshing images!
In the wild wind’s song;
in the snowflakes’ whirling dance,
hearts beat fast with joy.