BE…

Be the sun that shines,
The star that guides,
The heart that beats,
The focus that leads,
The example that feels,
The hand that reaches,
The soul that believes,
The one that lifts the fallen,
The mind that searches,
The question finding answers,
The brave that continues,
The failure that succeeds,
The intelligence in darkness,
The person for all people,
The hallelujah and amen,
The strength to begin again,
The one that helps overcome,
The ears that diligently listen,
The scholar that teaches,
The hands that build,
The one who can forgive,
The charitable to the needy,
The good that will not stop,
The music that mends minds,
The words that need speaking,
But most of all be
The LOVE that lights
Every corner of existence
And assists humanity.

Love Holds

In desperate times
Trust must take a lead
To bring forward the power
Required to accomplish
And brilliantly succeed.
Creativity, ability, gifts,
Skills, talents, need nurture –
In the rich soil of dreams
With a practice of plans, goals.
Things in time come to be
But only when blessed,
Anointed in belief and faith.
All the world anxiously awaits
A time coming when Love
Is the guiding principle
For each heart and every art.
God loves by His nature,
He is Love, and Love expressed
Where Love exists, He is present,
And when, where, there is a need,
He comes, appearing in Love’s
Action, deed, word, always near.
Love abandons no one, without hope
All have an opportunity, for Christ –
Offers salvation to all those
Who wish to accept His gift,
Sacrificially provided, of Eternity.

Bespoke

Moments forever
Cradled in your loving arms
Finding myself once,
Always, when I become lost –
In the music of your touch.
Where you lead me is
Impossible without you
Are here, ever near
Guiding me an endless tour
Covering time, space, every-sphere.
We are met and meant
A promise set long ago
When eternity
Cast plans of all futures to
Come within hours of being.
I may write our rhyme,
But you are each word, making
All the sentences
Together, perfect, meaning,
Heartbeat, pulse, breath, giving voice.
I could never turn
Walk away because you are
Written on every
Exterior, interior part
Who I was, am, will soon be.

As a prompt, what is your dream? The one that keeps you going when the pain is too intense and giving up seems a plausible option. Create something which celebrates that base level of who you are and who you intend to become. If it seems just too hard, do it anyway. You are not here for mediocrity; you are here to fulfill a purpose, a purpose only you can discern.

Interspace

The heart becomes a wilderness,
The trees are bare, left bereft
As Winter falls cold and colder
I, no longer bold, grow older,
Your footsteps make no sound, echo,
On the leaf-strewn path, receding.
I wonder at myself left bleeding,
Trying more to bide believing,
But cannot know if your anger –
Was an outburst or soulful season,
Shall we again together have reason
To celebrate the who we are
Or risk space come between us afar.

Faded Roses

The flowers began as a wistful dream of a bountiful harvest, but once cut from the bushes and placed within a vase, they began to fade and crumble—a falling off begun because the blooms were separated from their source.

Nothing living can long survive without nurture. So much depends on tender care. In this life with its challenges, desperation, distractions, doubts, fears, being connected to a network of people who love us is essential.

In this time of isolation, we must find realistic ways to rally our spirits in whatever togetherness we can devise. We need safety zones to engage in conversation without masks and where we can give hugs freely.

We would be negligent to disregard the needs of those who are most vulnerable, but even they need the reassurance of beloved faces and physical touch.

It has been an exceedingly difficult year, but we can help others bloom and remind each one that even in a shadow season, the Lord is present. God will eventually clear the clouds away, and the beauty of humanity’s promise will shine as newly minted gold.