My grandma said, “hush,” Today God is dead, be still – Weep, lament and pray.
Choose Joy: Poems, Prayers and Prose
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My grandma said, “hush,” Today God is dead, be still – Weep, lament and pray.
A haiku for the first day of National Poetry month Streams of water flowI watch in grateful silence,praying with my heart. calayagusrk
In my view, the gospel writer, John writes in a manner that reflects the concept of “thin places.” Thin places means a place where God is present in a deep and meaningful way. This means they could be anywhere. But they can also mean special spaces where heaven and earth meet – or at least …
You burn within me like a fire that would not die – purifying love.
I open my eyes from slumber and see the sunbeams softly fill the room with light. I breathe deeply, aware that once again, I am alive, reborn and renewed by you, O Loving Creator who watched over me while I slept last night. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Let me not forget this quiet …
Dawn softly appears I watch in grateful silence and whisper, “thank you!”
In stillness I sit like an open, empty cup – waiting to be filled.
It’s February 1, 2021. I haven’t been sharing my poetry, prayers and prose here in my blog for awhile. It has been a difficult November, December and January for me because of my husband’s hospitalizations. But I haven’t stopped writing using pen and paper. The act of writing has become a prayer. In my lowest …
Our Good and Gracious God, In this season of waiting, I pray that you will wait with me… …in hope …in peace …with joy and love. I humbly pray that your holy, comforting presence keep watch with me and my beloved who lays broken, waiting to be made whole. Like Zechariah, may I embrace the …
I saw a bouquet of flowers huddled like friends sharing a secret.
