I sing love songs
to the maker
I hum
with the bees
praising ever flower
each flower
pleases me
Walking on a trail
looking high
at trees
sensing just this
moment
eternity
and
me
While your life
is at it
and your feet
know not the way
Gentle your spirit
put on Christ and pray
walk on
walk on
there’s light
in
every
day
My rivers
run
deep
My mountains
rise high
Low and behold
I’m ever at your side
Fret no more
my gentle one
grasp my hand
it’s near
Together
we will walk
crushing
every fear
Into a field
of blooms
upon a
mossy trail
My love
for you
my precious
one
Will
never
ever
fail
Bring life
into life.
“How?”
you say.
Listen
let me tell you.
There’s only
only one way.
Choose each word
rinse it twice
in good.
Smile at the troubles
you never thought
you could.
Put on an armor
of love
from his arsenal and gear.
For never will
you fail
his hand is
always
near.
Walk on
Child.
Walk on
this way.
For each step
you choose
put life
in your day.
His glory will
please.
His love
will
praise.
I’ll share a little secret
one I think you’ll heed
The bar tender is serving
a drink I think you need
A round has been given
the price completely free
only takes your effort
to tip the drink
like me
The bartender is generous
and never drops or spills
put your empty glass before him
it’s sure to meet your fill
bottoms up
and
down the hatch
it warms the heart
it’s free
given from the server
to the ones
like you
and me
We know
Christ has it right
as we move
toward
the light
so strap on your boots
or walk on blistered feet
just stay
the
narrow
it’s where the
light
you’ll
meet
I can’t speak for goats
lolling in the hay
but this
I can tell you
your heart
knows
just
the
way
it’s here
it’s patient
grace keeps
no score
and all
of the mercy
you’ll ever need
is
hidden
in
your
core
The ground
YOU
walk on
“HOLY, HOLY.”, says the bees.
And all in the forest
concure with the trees.
What’s all your fussin’
what’s all your blame?
Take a walk in nature
do you hear it shame?
Of course not!
We, while beggars
see not the trees
or know the sound of eternity
humming like bees.
It takes a broken moment
forged from deep faith
to see the truth in light
from where all
and all
is right.
Metal your efforts
return to child’s play
for Christ has plans
and Christ has ways.
Now go to the Mountain
walk through the blooms and blaze.
Take the hand of Christ
follow all Christ’s ways.
Join the journey
stop to smell the blooms.
Heaven in your heart and mind
has many
many
rooms.
Muster
yourself
train
your
inner
troops
all those nascent
ones
learning to march
toward
light
at
your
command
for
goodness
sake
The coffee house and bookstore bustle with gentle motion. The aromas are coffee and port. This is not your common coffee house…
I walk to the counter expecting my order to be a medium latte. Instead, I’m greeted with offerings that I cannot pronounce, (yet). There are cocktail coffees made with Monk made Port. There are teas seasoned with the spirits of the vine, oh my!
Sweets made from other Monks or Nuns, held under glass domes seek my attention.
I ask the young woman barista what her favorite is. She says something that sounds like, “Anchorite”. I ask her to make this for me, “Please.”
The dark liquid arrives at the self serve counter. It’s dashed with a sprig of Rosemary. The first sip has me wondering how long I’ll need before I should drive!
Jesus has asked my life to shift or expand in a direction I have not anticipated. All that I knew to be my daily norm, is now another reality. I’m observant and attentive to HIS plan and the part I have upon me to accomplish HIS will.
So raise the glass, and sip the blessings. Life takes new roads and unexpected turns. But it is the life in Jesus that is Forever straight and True.
May your day be blessed knowing HIS work in you is ever present.
Thanks for reading.
Shelly
We seek
We search
We stumble
We fall
and Low and Behold
we discover…
There in the supplication
and our open hearts
we discover anew
thankfully
our Divine path
our Eternal guide
Our Beloved Jesus.
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