Green Velvet Moss

June 18, 2009


crystal water gently flows
smoothly over aged river rocks
clear cool mountain springs
sweat streams from summer heat
down, down, down
steep craggy peaks
to azure pools of blue

spring passes now
to summer days
far too swiftly for pause

feel green velvet moss
so rich
plush cushion
beneath our feet
warm sun kisses on
our cheeks
and shoulders bare
bronzing skin
warming souls
resting easily

dusk draws near

listen closely
as evening sighs
sun sinking
slowly beneath
day’s finishline
ribbon broken
race complete
moonbeams tug
the ocean tide

tall grass pillow
beneath our head
gaze upon the starlight canopy
we watch
ancient nightlights
as they
are born
reveal secrets
to sage observers
who connect the dots
and in our minds
crude sketches draw
they come to life in dreams
and live or die by dawn


Letters of Encouragement

June 18, 2009

Isn’t it wonderful, how in Jesus, we become encouraged, sometimes, by the mere mention of His name. The least I can do, from where I am, is to encourage.

In reading this morning, I asked Father to take me through His word to the places where He would have me to read and to put upon my heart His words of life for me. I will share because they are indeed life-giving and did encourage me, tremendously.

I had only about 20 minutes to get into the Word. In His infinite wisdom, as He holds the sands of time, He gave me a study all within the exact span of 20 minutes. Once I was finished and was on my way to get ready for the day, I realized that exactly 20 minutes had passed! I hadn’t looked at the clock once during my reading.

He lead me to the following passage first:

Proverbs 4:5&6

5 Get wisdom, get understanding; do not forget my words or swerve from them. 6 Do not forsake wisdom, and she will protect you; love her, and she will watch over you.

2 Thes 2:10

10…and in every sort of evil that deceives those who are perishing. They perish because they refused to love the truth and so be saved.

2 Cor 2:15-17

15For we are to God the aroma of Christ among those who are being saved and those who are perishing. 16To the one we are the smell of death; to the other, the fragrance of life. And who is equal to such a task? 17Unlike so many, we do not peddle the word of God for profit. On the contrary, in Christ we speak before God with sincerity, like men sent from God.

2because through Christ Jesus the law of the Spirit of life set me free from the law of sin and death

I Cor 15:45

45So it is written: “The first man Adam became a living being”; the last Adam, a life-giving spirit.

2 Cor. 3:6

6He has made us competent as ministers of a new covenant—not of the letter but of the Spirit; for the letter kills, but the Spirit gives life.

This morning, I was so touched by the message of His life-giving Spirit. Now, I can’t help but think of the trash heaps you were in (2 Cor 2:15: “To the one we are the smell of death”). Even there, His Spirit gives life: “For we are to God the aroma of Christ among those who are being saved and those who are perishing.” 2 Cor 2:15.

Psalm 139:7&8 7 Where can I go from your Spirit? Where can I flee from your presence? 8 If I go up to the heavens, you are there; if I make my bed in the depths, you are there.

God bless you and keep you today. In Jesus’ name — Sweet Rose of Sharon. Breathe Your sweet fragrance. The world needs You.

Just this morning, I wondered if I am just taking up air and space, serving no real purpose. Ridiculous, I know. Lies from the adversary. I am pleased to encourage — what an honor that you would be encouraged by anything I say. It’s not me, but Christ within me that could minister to you.

Garbage City outside Cairo, Egypt

Garbage City outside Cairo, Egypt


June 12, 2009

Sometimes it’s hard to be a self motivator.

This morning, I woke up, exercised, had my coffee and got ready for work. All was right with the world. Then came the waves of pain from life stuff.

The past is gone. Now is what counts.

In the shower this morning, as I stopped looking ahead to my day. I became present in that moment under the water’s flow, is it made its way through my hair and down my back. I felt the water wash over me. It was truly exhilarating. I thought, this is right. Enjoy now. Let your senses do what they were meant to do.

I feel life today.   Yesterday is gone. Over. Finito.

In spite of my intention to feel the day, my heart remained heavy. But then, I was encouraged by this passage of scripture:

Hebrews 10:22let us draw near to God with a sincere heart in full assurance of faith, having our hearts sprinkled to cleanse us from a guilty conscience and having our bodies washed with pure water. 23Let us hold unswervingly to the hope we profess, for he who promised is faithful. 24And let us consider how we may spur one another on toward love and good deeds. 25Let us not give up meeting together, as some are in the habit of doing, but let us encourage one another—and all the more as you see the Day approaching.   “…for he who promised is faithful.”

His water is alive. Cleanse me with your living water, Father. Let me drink of Your living water. Let me soak in Your living water. Let me feel You.   You are indeed faithful and true.   I am encouraged, by You.


Late in the night, I could not find comfort. I tossed and turned, rest was no where to be found. Speak to me, Father. I need your words tonight.

He said,  

Psalm 42:8

Yet the LORD will command his lovingkindness in the day time, and in the night his song shall be with me, and my prayer unto the God of my life.   “What is your song?” I asked. And, I slept pondering that question.

When I awoke and sought His face again, asking the same question, He breathed… 

Song of Solomon 3

 1By night on my bed I sought him whom my soul loveth: I sought him, but I found him not.
 2I will rise now, and go about the city in the streets, and in the broad ways I will seek him whom my soul loveth: I sought him, but I found him not.
 3The watchmen that go about the city found me: to whom I said, Saw ye him whom my soul loveth?
 4It was but a little that I passed from them, but I found him whom my soul loveth: I held him, and would not let him go, until I had brought him into my mother’s house, and into the chamber of her that conceived me.
 5I charge you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes, and by the hinds of the field, that ye stir not up, nor awake my love, till he please.
 6Who is this that cometh out of the wilderness like pillars of smoke, perfumed with myrrh and frankincense, with all powders of the merchant?
 7Behold his bed, which is Solomon’s; threescore valiant men are about it, of the valiant of Israel.
 8They all hold swords, being expert in war: every man hath his sword upon his thigh because of fear in the night.
 9King Solomon made himself a chariot of the wood of Lebanon.
 10He made the pillars thereof of silver, the bottom thereof of gold, the covering of it of purple, the midst thereof being paved with love, for the daughters of Jerusalem.  11Go forth, O ye daughters of Zion, and behold king Solomon with the crown wherewith his mother crowned him in the day of his espousals, and in the day of the gladness of his heart.

Paved with love… Father, my Beloved, whose love is like Your love?

John 13:1

 1Now before the feast of the passover, when Jesus knew that his hour was come that he should depart out of this world unto the Father, having loved his own which were in the world, he loved them unto the end.

Ephesians 5:2

And walk in love, as Christ also hath loved us, and hath given himself for us an offering and a sacrifice to God for a sweetsmelling savour.

John 13:34

A new commandment I give unto you, That ye love one another; as I have loved you, that ye also love one another.

I love you, my precious Jesus. Your love is endless.  Your song shall be with me all the days of my life.

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