Mud in the well…

Shine your light in the deep well,
Where the darkness swallows me.
Dig dig down deep.

You ex-ca-vate hope and love
Buried beneath the clag.
Cloyed, cramped, clumped.

With your bare hands you dig,
You scrape away the fetid,
The thorns and the stones.

I love your unsightly face
Streaked in my ignominy,
That gore is mine. I am clean.

You make beautiful things,
Out of mud. Deliverer. Redeemer.
When you dig, dig down deeper.

Inspired by Genesis 26: 12-25
The mud in my well is……….?

Poem: Baby has a cold

Baby has cold.
Baby has a cold; watery eyes,
Snotty nose.
Staccato cough. Cough. Cough.
Baby has a cold;
Mucus covered lullabies, halt.
The night-light dim dimming in the day,
And bunny lies lonely by his head.
Baby has a cold;
Baby’s in bed. Out of bed, in my arms.
Baby cries. Red eyes, Rosie cheeks.
Shiny nose. Red nose. Crusty nose.
Baby has a cold.

Poem: Busy

I thought it a shame, as you click clicked
That you missed the warmth of a small body,
And the softest hair at his nape.
As you swipe swiped, I wanted to name you apathy, but for your self-regard.
I swallow around the tight ball
To collect blinks, a lifted chin, a
Precious smile.
You can Like them later – or rather, you probably won’t.

Poem: Lean in closer

Lean in closer

Hear His whisper

He is sending me.

Always yearning

Keep me learning

Keening for me.

And he holds me

Tighter than ever

As I slip and slide.

Bathing me

Like a child

Washing me clean.

Lean in closer

Feel the whisper

Embracing me

Fires burning

My soul is yearning

Simply to BE.

His still strong voice

Calling me

Like a child

Making me clean.

Poem: Time goes quickly

Time goes so quickly,

When I’m moved to praise you!

When you’re filling my heart

And I am thankful, the minutes slip by.

Is it because I’m looking up

And no longer looking at my feet?

Finally seeing your light and glory,

And not sluggish darkness that weighs me?

Down, so down, down it threatens to drag me.

But when I lift my arms to you,

And cry “Father!” you hear me.

Embrace me Lord, enfold me.

Reawaken my soul on fire!

Lift my eyes to you

Like a tender love 

So all I see is you, and none other.

• “He will call out to me, ‘You are my Father, my God, the Rock my Saviour.’” Psalm‬ ‭89:26‬ ‭

RTBT: Thank you Lord for the freedom we have to love and praise you openly

Baby

We prayed you into the world. 
Our love for each other,

And our faith in our Creator

Were the spark of a light

That will now never be extinguished.

That light grows, like you in my womb

More than love – something else…

An awareness that you, little you,

Will change our lives forever.

We will be yours, and you ours.

A knowledge that my heart

Is now indelibly scarred,

With your name. For a while

We will be your world,

Your guiding light, your flame.

 

Hello Ash Wednesday

Excuse the reflective mood. Lent starts today, so it’s got me thinking a bit more about others.

I stumbled across this while flicking through Pinterest this morning:

Isaiah 58-10Very much the theme for my life at the moment, my new job working for ASLAN, putting pen to paper again (ok, tapping on keys) with HJ – it seems a lot is being shuffled into perspective!

What’s wonderful about Lent is that it crosses religion, and even cultures. Ask most people in the street, and they will know that it’s a time when you have to ‘give something up’. But what if you turn it on it’s head and, instead of giving something up, make it a time when you DO something you wouldn’t normally do?

I’ve been openly confronted by some who ask ‘why should I give something up?’ Well, if you don’t want to, don’t! But…you’re missing the point…

The main reasons Christians ‘do’ Lent is to reflect on the time Jesus spent 40 days and nights alone in the desert. It’s the time leading up to Jesus’ crucifixion and subsequent resurrection (Easter) when he gave up food and companionship to pray and be closer to God, his father.

At the heart of Christianity is a hope that we’d help and love the needy, the hungry and the lonely. Sometimes that’s really hard to do. Especially when your initial kindness is rejected or ridiculed by others.

Video: Moved to write by Marcken