Pre-History
She
Discovering her way as a young person of faith,
Messenger of Satan encountered,
Years of rediscovery requiring searching of the soul
Then ultimately coming into the care of the Shepherd,
Realizing this is where she was all along
God does not forsake his beloved.
He
Similar yet longer journey, many life experiences
Family experience, growing children
And then a messenger of Satan claims a partner
Seeking Him becomes the greatest pursuit in life
Finding and sharing with spiritual friends
Chosen of common faith
Inklings
Common friends flow into lives
A graceful curve has begun to flow within
Spring Party
The powerful events of the Spirit and fellowship
Dying of self and shame and sickness
Walking in light of God’s love and faith
Moving into the candlelight
Letters of Christ’s love
this common weekend of life in community
it cuts to the core of who they are
and the obstacles of the Christian life
Seeing Him in each other’s faces
A Death in the Community
There are words in the “hymn of promise”
The Hymn of Promise
In the bulb there is a flower; in the seed, an apple tree;
In cocoons, a hidden promise: butterflies will soon be free!
In the cold and snow of winter there’s a spring that waits to be,
Unrevealed until its season, something God alone can see.
There’s a song in every silence, seeking word and melody;
There’s a dawn in every darkness, bringing hope to you and me.
From the past will come the future; what it holds, a mystery,
Unrevealed until its season, something God alone can see.
In our end is our beginning; in our time, infinity;
In our doubt there is believing; in our life, eternity,
In our death, a resurrection; at the last, a victory,
Unrevealed until its season, something God alone can see.
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A death came to our community,
A mother and father bereaved
Children suddenly fatherless
A young woman heartbroken
A young man receives the reward
And perhaps there is rejoicing for the wanderer come home
And somehow through this death
There is a resurrection, a new life of possibility begins
Communication springs forth
Exchanges of faith, fellowship
Longings are stirred
A prayer offered
Communication continues, friends touch the spirit of each other lives
Then out comes a prayer, thankfulness for the closeness
Thankfulness for the work of God
Beginnings significantly marked with gratitude
Then came Thursday
The talk was long and into wee hours
But ultimately there came a moment
Feelings no longer be held back
A word almost a whisper
It hung there in the moment
Suspended against he backdrop of grace
“I’m kind of smitten”
A heart pondering response
And as the heart ponders
Words come in
“there is work for two together”
More pondering in depth intense
Searching of the soul the heart the mind of God
“if I you know I am a believer
Come live with me”
And the Spirit smacks him into the floor
Writhing in joy, hope and belonging fully to Him
The fleece is wet, the ground is dry
The fleece is dry, the ground is wet
Who is like God?
It pleases Him,
let it be according to the desire of the Spirit
Confidence acquired, Moving ahead
Seeing Someone
She told those guys
He told those girls
How appealing is the one who
Has cast all to the Lord
The look of God-love upon their face
Who will come forth
Attracted to the light of this life or that one
Confidence in the king
Doing something right
Radical Question
The perfect dog, whiffer
The perfect card, falling more
The perfect ring, an heirloom
Yet, a moment too soon
And a question hangs
Above them as a rainbow over
Wet glade and garden
Much to consider, people to talk with
Details remain to work out
And then a kiss – oh glorious
How wonderful to discover
This kiss and not too late
And just soon enough
Everything shifting
Perspective remaining
A Kiss can do that and more
And …
It did – this kiss shared
Got Your Back
Got your back
Got your back
In prayer – the word
Two are better than one
A friend loves at all times
Calling in for a hug
Go 2 Girl and Go 2 Guy
Pouring out the cup
Of their lives for the
Precious ones God puts in their lives
Pulling Together
Come my love and share this burden
The yoke He said is easy
The burden it is light
And gently gracefully they took the handle
As two children of one spirit
A wagon for to pull
At times one rides one pushes
then the other rides and is pulled
and then they pull together
or get in this wagon side by side
riding with one leg out and pushing together
and then at hill’s top they join
for the coast to the foot of the hill
and begin to pull together
Life in the wake
A vision emerging,
Something called ‘Way’
Through those many
Dangers – toils – snares
And more to come
Relationships – talks with family
Talks with friends
Knowing certainty
A peace that comes from living
Life in the wake of the Spirit’s tide
Not knowing the next chapter
Assured only by the author
Continuing revelation
Joy for the journey
7 comments:
um, well, uh...WOW!
Beautiful! Tears welling up. I need to find a tissue.
Is this recounting recent events or those long passed? In any case, this was very lovely and touching. Well done!
Yes, Beautiful! I agree.
I find myself at a loss for words.
"And then a kiss – oh glorious
How wonderful to discover
This kiss and not too late
And just soon enough" ♥♥♥
You are a beautiful soul LarryG :)
the world through your eyes is a wonderful place. the wisdom and gratitude and complete understanding you have of human nature astounds me. your powers of observation are to be desired. *hugs* larryg!!!
this was beautiful, deep, moving...it is exceptional...
(((hugs)))
Thank you so much for this . . .
There is so much depth and raw honesty here, I admire your bravery in posting it.
My favorite line:
"This kiss and not too late"
. . . wonderful.
I think we(the commenters) are all caught up in the kisses here!
LarryG, thank you so much for finding me so that I could find you (and not too late-I hope!)
You write beautifully! I can feel your soul in your words and it is lovely. Someone is quite blessed to be the subject of these words!
A long awaited explanation graciously provided. Curious as to the who, what, where, why of that April weekend when human touch was lost with you. Happy you have received the blessings of what He intended for two Christian souls honestly in love with Him and each other. May Our Father God continue to hold you and yours in the Palm of His Hand. And no, my boundary has yet to be crossed. Still seeking His Will. :)
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