Worn out

Worn out

Nagging thoughts niggling their way in…

“No worries, God’s got this”

Little pests poking at my peace…

“No Problem Lords in control”

Constant noise knocking…

“Nothing's wrong, I'm giving it to God.”

Tiny worry beads weighing down

“All’s well, my burdens light…”

Plumb worn out trying “to fight the good fight”.

Truth needing deeper places to dwell,

Allowing spirit to invade each cell.

Rejoicing in relationship,

No pressure in ambassadorship.

No “what If’s” allowed,

Or” what about that”, to join the crowd.

Trusting in surrender in theory right

But the work to not struggle found only in hindsight.

Renewing power for the mind,

Available and accessible anytime.

To be still and know,

To be still and to the quiet space go.

To sit with attentive heart and listen.

To sit and receive from the Physician.

The prescription for fatigue,

Letting go of the need to achieve.

God getting glory.

The author of the story,

Knows the beginning and the end.

Holy spirits work is to send

And to give guidance.

Our work to simply be refreshed in abidance.

no need to wear out.

Redeemed

Redeemed

When innocence was lost

Stolen midstream

Ripped apart,

God heard your scream.

The path out of the nightmare

Like swimming upstream.

The anger, heartache, pain

Loneliness and isolation,

Jesus has experienced the same.

With pierced hands open wide

He asks you to give him your hurt and shame

Safety is near, in him you can hide.

Trust is difficult to give,

Broken so many times.

But either is in fear, a way to live.

Your emptiness and despair

God saw and sent his son,

And took the penalty to show he cares.

Your wholeness his desire,

But his love for you just as you are

Burns in his heart like a consuming fire.

Your worth and beauty he has seen,

The true lover of your soul

Declares unequivocally you are redeemed!

Boot Camp

Boot camp

 

Captain say’s it’s time to move,

Time to establish a new groove.

Each morning with purpose arise,

Routinely allowing the renewing of the mind.

Trainer demonstrating the way,

 Giving the orders each day.

Small steps taken faithfully,

Going forward obediently.

Self-Discipline exercised,

Daily grind now energized.

Not giving into legalism,

But a new baptism.

Spirit core to be strengthened.

Prayer time to be lengthened.

The marathon is waiting,

But first to kingdom, dedicating.

Seeking a will that can flex

And a comfort zone to stretch.

Incremental submission,

Practicing repetition,

Training at a different pace,

All action done without haste.

Soul and spirit given living water

Waiting on the Captain to give the order.

Entering in

Entering In

Entering In

Jesus interceding,

Entering into our pain,

Ever before the father pleading,

For those who belong to him.

Our suffering he has touched, tasted and seen,

 Tempted and Tried.

Jesus has experienced everywhere we have been,

Rejected by foe, friend, and all

Whipped, spit on and pierced in his side,

In death, bridging the gap, restoring as before the fall.

Entering in so we may take part.

We too now to enter into,

Not passively praying,

But actively engaging for the healing to come through.

Moving out from our own pain and junk,

Not just looking past it,

Nor pushing down into the deep,

But dredging the bottom of the basket,

Offering it up in a sacrifice of praise.

Taking time with the savior

Until we exit with a new gaze.

Eyes that see the need all around,

Interceding by co- laboring.

On mission with God, where healing is found.

Entering in as if the son still resided,

Entering into another’s need 

By way of the spirits guidance,

Through love and sacrificial acts of kindness.

Entering in, no longer judging or standing by

But one who does battle and comes along side.

Entering by blood, spirit, and flesh,

Our ashes being used as nitrogen to nourish.

Our identity with Christ enmeshed.

No longer held captive by sin,

But now in freedom we enter in.

With courage and love,

Poured down from above.

A cross bearing, entering in,

Where the hopeless and hurting become kin.

Not as hero to the drowned,

But as the lost helping each other to become sound,

Nor seeking jewels for a crown,

But entering with power that knows no bounds.

Traded for a bowl full of mush

Traded for a bowl full of mush,

Some stew grabbed in a rush,

How easily the promise disregarded.

Over and over again discarded,

Just to have my fill.

Desiring The Lord but unable to fight stubborn will.

For Esau loss of birthright was his reward

For believers, each day a chance for clean record.

Tomorrow may bring temptation to the soul

But Belief in His sanctification the only goal.

The inheritance cannot be lost

 Bloody Recompense paid the cost.

Strength given in increasing measure

When in pursuit of Godly treasure

 Instead of immediate pleasure.

 The provision is ongoing when we fall,

By the spirit, in Jesus name, the power to call,

The craving, the stronghold or addiction,

In Christ has no jurisdiction.

A bowl of grub or eternal inheritance

The choice has been made, His love covers all in preeminence.

Wait and watch.

Watch me as I move

Breathing life into dead things

Awakening hearts so they may sing.

Providing when provision is dried up,

Refilling again and again an empty cup.

Look with anticipation

Where once was shaky, I lay firm foundation.

Where tangled loose ends meet,

And sin and strongholds are broken at the mercy seat.

Pay attention to my spirit moving as the wind moves across a wheat field,

Watch as darkness to my light must yield.

See and taste

With me nothing lost or laid to waste.

Wait and observe how I move earth and heaven above

 For my people and the church I love.

Salvation brought to furthest corners,

For nothing can stop it, no walls or borders.

Envision the time where unity reigns,

How the prisoners and captives will break their chains,

My all-encompassing love will have no bounds,

Heaven and earth will meet on new grounds.

Wait and watch.

Wider School

Wider School

Widening Horizons

Expanding my Child's learning,

No longer about grades they are earning.

Broadening their minds.

Knowledge based acquisition a confine,

But instilling curiosity, how great a find!

Uncovered in both school and child, true Treasures

Value not placed in ordinary measures.

Expansion of creativity and passion,

Experience gained less from books than from action.

Instructions and lessons geared to excite,

Encouraged to see more than black and white,

Deeper looking at relevant topics.

Opportunities to encounter gardening and robotics.

Fearlessness, playfulness, resourcefulness and innovation

All these qualities encouraged without reservation.

When challenged, given full consideration

No child left behind, no stagnation.

Each poured into without hesitation

Uniquely designed, each child considered a celebration.

Wider, fuller, broader, larger, bigger, deeper,

Wider school, Educational Leader.