Petals of Promise: The Line

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 Dedicated to Ashlyn, balance that line and dismount into your Jesus’ strong arms

The Line

Do you create me to live beyond the line?

You’ve got my attention.  You straighten me on my feet with your words.  I’m walking and working in the dust towards a horizon you set.

There is darkness clouding the skies and my soul.

Are the wings of your spirit creating it?  It closes in on my life.  Only you can peel away the shadow of the night.

I wait.

You strike away the tenebrous in a flash.  You light the firmament and the darkest corners of my soul with blinding light. I cannot look rightly into your glory, nor can I walk without the light you create.

It is the soft glow of twilight I seek over eternal waters.

You design the boundaries between light and dark.

Just as you wrap up the waters in your cloak,

You wrap me at day’s end in your love. You draw more than pictures of black and white.  I praise you for colorizing my world and anointing my soul with an infinite palate of pigments.

“You introduced your glory, to every living creature on earth.  And they started singing the first song to ever be heard.  They sang for you.  You make all things new.”

You give me ears to hear the melody of your praise!

You give me vision to see the creation of your glory.

I want to trace the work of your hand.  I want to tread the high places of the earth with you, Lord.  My heart wants to do more than take baby steps into the watercolors of your strokes.

I want to fly, Lord, on wings of the morning, to the furthest horizon.

Do you create me to live beyond the line?

Isaiah 48:13, Isaiah 60:8, Job 37:3, Job 26:10, Proverbs 30:4, Steven Curtis Chapman, “You Make All Things New,”  Psalm 19:1, Amos 4:13, Psalm 139:9
Inspired by The Dawn Treader, by C.S. Lewis

Petals Of Promise: The Branch

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The Branch

You give me reason to dream.

In the warmth of your cloistered garden, I listen for the sound of your footsteps.

I am tethered to your trunk, the one true vine whose wood is better than any tree in the forest.

It is your father, my gardener, who prunes back last year’s cane growth for new buds to form.

You keep watch over me from heaven.

It is His vision of my shape in your kingdom come.

My barren branch spurs with your love.

Thirsty for your water, I can become like a wild branch whose leaves wither and produce no fruit.  My roots reach into the dampened darkness in search of your love.  My branches turn toward your light and my boughs support healthy clusters of leaves.  At your feet, the heavens grace my leaves with glistening dew.  At your command, the winds direct the eagle to soar and rest it’s wings of power upon my fragile branch.

Apart from you I bear no worth. I am the branch that remains in you. This year’s growth will yield delicate blossoms in light of Your time.  Eternally linked to you, I produce clusters of goodness.  Good soil and abundant water produce in me sweet, delicate fruit. I am created with the desire to live under the shade of your provision. You give joy and purpose to my life.  You are planning a celebration that will quench all who thirst for the full measure of your love.  Your own lips await the cup of your promise.

I will feast with you on the tender grapes and aged wine of your righteousness.

You give me reason to dream.

Genesis 40:9, Genesis 49:11, ,John 15:1, Ezekiel 15:2, Psalm 80:16, Isaiah 24:7, Jeremiah 2:21,Ezekiel 17:6,Zechariah 8:12, Ezekiel 17:7, John 15:5, John 15:4, Genesis 40:10, Ezekiel 17:8, ,Jonah 4:6, Psalm 104:15, Romans 15:29, Matthew 26:29
Inspired in “Tea Time” Prayer Group

Petals of Promise: A Collection of Prose

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It was a soft day in early Fall. An invitation comes teasingly with the fragrant whisp of wind tickles a deep, life-giving breath. I feel His presence when He brushes my hand with a gentle tug forward. An invitation by my Lord to travel even a few steps with Him drew me inside His pathway. I trailed behind Him, my bare toes almost touching the ivory train that gathered forest lingerings as He walked. There was a delicate sweet scent that linked to a memory of a secret garden where He and I played for hours as a little girl…There was this esquisite pink rosebush that was my favorite.

My Lord named that rose “Princess Victoria.” My memory pondered those talks of scared promises He made to me with the touch Victoria’s fragrance. I was brought back to our moment by flecks of color on the intimate leadings through the forest. Pink rose petals were fluttering out from underneath the trane of His robe velvet-crushed hem just for the feminine bold  touch of faith. I recognized the very petals. My Lord was leading me into my tightly closed bud and the painful process to open the petals fully in the Sonlight. “Lord, the blossoming aches so deeply, I can feel it down into the dark dampness of my most delicate roots,” my cold words of fear melting in the warm cusp of His Hands.  He knew as dusk fell, I could follow His promises by the fragrance to victory.

This was meant to be the forward to a book, a small collection, of prose entitled, “Petals of Promise”  It was inspired by Kathy Drake and her Beloved letters from our Lord. God would give me a petal. I would do light research around a theme and write a letter of prose to my Lord. There are only four in the collection. I don’t know if I can write any more. Tobii is as laborious as it is limited!!!

“Promises” by Sanctus Real

Dew-Kissed and Clipped

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As a thoughtful gift, a dear friend sent glorious flowers.  I pondered the deep colors and became aware how fragmented my feelings are at the moment.  I can’t “feel” the warmth of the beauty.

“God”, I cried out, “this is so not like me.  I am use to the whole experience and then some.”

As He usually does, He rarely answers me directly.  I heard Him whisper “I was up early and saw my flower still kissed with dew.  I hand clipped each flower for you.”

You too have hand clipped gifts through out your day.  If you can’t feel it to the fullest yet, stop and give thanks.  It is part of His intimacy with you.

The Branch

Prescript: This is the first of a series of writings I began years ago called, Petals of Promise. I look up a theme God gives me to write about in Scripture and God forms a shape on paper from HIS Truth. I have a few others also. Enjoy. . .

John 15:5

You give me reason to dream.

In the warmth of Your cloistered garden, I listen for the sound of Your footsteps.
I am tethered to Your trunk.
The one true vine whose wood is better than any tree in the forest.
It is Your father, my gardener, who prunes back last year’s cane growth for new buds to form.
You keep watch over me from heaven.
It is His vision of my shape in Your kingdom come.
My barren branch spurs with Your love.

Thirsty for Your water, I can become like a wild branch whose leaves wither and produce no fruit.
My roots reach into the dampened darkness in search of Your love.
My branches turn toward Your light and my boughs support healthy clusters of leaves.
At Your feet, the heavens grace my leaves with glistening dew.
At Your command, the winds direct the eagle to soar and rest it’s wings of power upon my fragile branch.

Apart from You,  I bear no worth.
I am the branch that remains in You.
This year’s growth will yield delicate blossoms in light of Your time.
Eternally linked to You, I produce clusters of goodness.
Good soil and abundant water produce in me sweet, delicate fruit.
I am created with the desire to live under the shade of Your provision.
You give joy and purpose to my life.
You are planning a celebration that will quench all who thirst for the full measure of Your love.
Your own lips await the cup of Your promise.
I will feast with You on the tender grapes and aged wine of Your righteousness.

You give me reason to dream.

Genesis 40:9, Genesis 49:11, ,John 15:1, Ezekiel 15:2, Psalm 80:16, Isaiah 24:7, Jeremiah 2:21,Ezekiel 17:6,   Zechariah 8:12, Ezekiel 17:7, John 15:5, John 15:4, Genesis 40:10, Ezekiel 17:8, ,Jonah 4:6,  Psalm 104:15,        Romans 15:29, Matthew 26:29           Inspired in “Tea Time” Prayer Group