Will The Broken Stand

Pieces fall
Like torrents of tears
Washing away
The dust of years

Can they be caught
Gathered in mercy's hands
Kept in safety
Will the broken stand

Lifted up
Like the guardians of time
Remembering a past
Promising a new sign

But can they be caught
Held in mercy's hands
Kept in safety
Will the broken stand
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Choice

A choice is made

A heart broken

A life shattered

The tears of the Father water the earth

A choice is made

Self destruction wins

The earth shudders

The blood of the Son waters the earth

A choice is made

Life floods the darkness

Heaven and earth rejoice

The wind of the Spirit harvests the earth

The Poetry of Our Lives

The poetry of our lives

Like a tapestry woven with many colors

Dark colors woven without skill

Ugly streaks seemingly mar the design

But the master weaver takes over

Skillfully using each dark strand

Creating a beautiful multidimensional image

An image that is a reflection of himself

No darkness remaining – only light

Rainbows of color dancing from his smile

Displayed in the beautiful tapestry of our lives

(Tapestry Picture: This beautiful tapestry is from www.novica.com and is titled “Love’s Flight” created by Peruvian artisan Inka.)

Moments in His Presence (Journey)

My blessings come with no sorrow.  Trials come and I use them for your good, but I don’t harm you.  I don’t send catastrophe and destruction upon you.  So trust in me.  Be confident in your decisions and in my guidance.  What the world calls failure is just an opportunity to try something different.  So there is no fear in stepping out, taking risks, and trying.  I am not a father who demands perfection and criticizes my children.  I am a loving father who gently encourages and guides.  I work along side you and bring you to success.  So give me your heart – it is safe with me.  We will work together to fulfill your destiny.  I designed you equipped to accomplish all the things that I placed in your heart.  So don’t doubt that you will succeed.  We travel together always – fears, anxiety, doubt are powerless.  Simply hold my hand as we journey.  Hills and mountains will provide unimaginable vistas.  Valleys will be resting places with rivers of nourishment and fields of joy.  Be at peace with me, and let’s continue on the adventure.

JOURNEYS

There are journeys to

journeys through

and journeys from

There are journeys of remembering

and journeys of forgetting

There are journeys of discovering

and journeys of giving

Cherish each journey

Missing a journey is missing life

Moments in His Presence (Everlasting Love)

Introduction:

I took some time to go through my journals to look for entries that might be encouraging to others who are seeking to understand their security and identity in the Lord.  I’ve titled these posts “Moments in His Presence”, because they flowed out of time spent wrapped in his love and listening to his voice.  I pray that they may encourage and bless you.

Everlasting Love

I love you with an everlasting love – a love that will not die and cannot be defeated. You live in me; I live in you. Come to the fullness of the understanding of our unity. I challenge you to fully open yourself up to my love. I demonstrated my love for you at the cross. I demonstrated my love for you through the Holy Spirit. This is enough, but I long to give you even more. The fullness of the Spirit is available to my children. Long for it, and pursue it. Seek and you shall find. I give only good gifts to my children. Take time to seek me – I am waiting for you, and am ever eager to meet with you. I love you in all truthfulness, all faithfulness – a love forever.

Playground of Love

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The leaves swirl and dance to the ground as the wind blows through the valley

The fall quickly overtakes summer and winter awaits its quiet entrance

Each season a symphony delighting our senses

A kaleidoscope painting of wonder filling our vision

A masterpiece created by the Father for the delight of his children

An extravagant playground of love

Snapshots

(Snapshots of Flying to Chiang Rai and Driving to Meet the Children)

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Mountains rising from the earth and forming rows of sentries overlooking the fields

The hustle and bustle of driving through the city – motor bikes, cars, trucks intermingle in controlled chaos

Cornfields, nurseries, car dealerships lining the road – different, but not so different

img_1375Mountains in the background forming a backdrop so similar to home, but banana trees and rice paddies reminding you that you are not

Photo courtesy of Elizabeth Theresita Primo.
Photo courtesy of Elizabeth Theresita Primo.

Smiling faces and warm greetings – a meal with family from across the globe, united in the family of our wonderful Father

Thinking about how He sees each of us like little children – His precious children who bring delight to His heart