Dreamily drifting through our house

the bridegroom and the bride discover each other

and find love, swaddled in a honeymoon suite

lasting for years.

 

Our home has but this one bedroom,

Beautiful,

wallpapered in mystery,

full of hidden surprises and gifts.

Then, unexpectedly, a new door appears,

where we were sure none existed.

 

The room is dark at the entrance,

So dark we have to feel our way

towards a gurgling noise

… revealing an infant boy lying naked on a small woolen fleece.

Seeing us, blue eyes open and arms waves in delight.

 

As soon as he is cradled in our arms

The fleece disappears and room is suddenly lit.

No light experienced before,

bright but softer, warm to the touch,

but untouchable.

Radiating love he is ours and we are His,

Natures change instantly,

permanently

as he becomes.

 

And we stand together, in the New Room, safe, renewed, changed.

A family enslaved in love.

 

Song of Solomon

“Eat, friends, drink, and be drunk with love.”

If I have faith but do not know

Does that mean I am

faithful, or faith filled?

 

If my faith leads to knowledge,

not just knowledge but knowing,

then what is faith?

 

Grace to bring me on my journey or a mystery?

The volcano simmers again pushing magna from the reservoir of irritation and frustration.

Dying to release impatience from fiery blockages,

slowed by the artificial doorways of silence and tongue-biting.

 

Only peace can quell such fury in an instant

Peace received from within and from God.

 

Gospel of Mark

“Everyone will be salted with fire. Salt is good, but if salt becomes insipid, with what will you restore its flavor? Keep salt in yourselves and you will have peace with one another.”

 

 

 

 

Take your wealth with you.

By a life lived well through loving well.

Psalm 49

“For he can see that wise men die,
and likewise the senseless and the stupid pass away,
leaving to others their wealth.”

 

And I say, “Had I but wings like a dove, I would fly away and be at rest. Far away I would flee; I would lodge in the wilderness.”

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Time to take a few moments out today for reflection.

They are all around us,

Unsung, often quietly doing their work,

never unnoticed.

They always seem to add the right ingredient to a situation;

Saying something to make you stop and think,

or saying nothing, often with greater meaning.

 

What is most obvious is there is only one agenda in their life.

It drives what they do, their unlimited patience,

humility, willingness to offer services without thinking of themselves.

 

Because it is not their self which drives them. It is God’s will.

I loved my hobby,

It stood scintillating,

Causing all sorts of distractions to my day job

which seemed dull and unchallenging.

 

So I went back to school,

Studied hard, passed exams

and now, suddenly,

My life is my hobby.

 

But wait, I have to travel all the time,

Be away from those I love,

glazing at glittering gems I will never wear

And use my skills to determine if others can.

 

Perhaps hobbies are left to be … well hobbies

Au revoir … my feelings expressed exactly

A million memories race through my mind,
too many to capture and feel
too few because of the interruption of you.

Goodbye is not a word that works for now.
Too short and final
somehow impermanent,
unlike our love and times together
which was and is
everlasting.

Now I need to grasp those memories,
And preciously hold them in our two hands.
Because love cannot be extinguished,
And our love is eternal.

It’s no longer just me and her,

him and me.

Gone are days of window shopping

for pleasure or meaning.

 

All is changed now.

An instance of our love is here,

an everlasting soul,

our beautiful child,

a gift from God.

Now we are different.

No longer just love shared together

but love outpouring, boundless, inseparable, without limit.

We are a family.