Singsong dancewed
God is just that good. Better than we could ask dream think or imagine!
the tree is laughing
all my hurt swallowed by music
i can’t stop singing
these battle wounds now
battle scars, marks
who testify—rebirth occurs
can’t tie me down
can’t cage these cells
the Breath Beginner
freed me
the Greenblue Marble Speaker spoke & stonecold death broke
flesh tent coursing, can’t contain, shaking
from fullness gonna overflow everywhere i go
my feet tap to His happy clap, their soles painted glee leave prints in minds & sidewalk squares. a simple song—Be Free
now a wave, now another, gush, asking to have me
yes! i say
thank you for proposing
my rainbow white gown drenched in joy watercolor tears. have me, ocean of bottomless sideless topless endless love
consume & partake
salsa bachata waltz twirl, love at first brush stroke You spoke & i am
You holy, divine, outside of time. all of life a mysterious romance—Your Kingly Self pursues clay us, poised to pounce the moment a flutter of one toe momentum moves toward Maker
waterfalls who no one sees
still relentlessly pour, in wood crevices and mountain treasure chests
come rest in the Garden of Design
lay down your time
surrender all bruises
put down those fists
you’ve been running but there’s a dance floor you’ve been boxing but He’s not keeping score
of your punches (that’s already paid for) so lay down and let the flower’s dew change you
given
receive God’s free gift daily, treasure Him in your heart, and as the life of God grows in you, it will multiply into an orchard of good fruit
look at the seed—it in itself contains the potential to become the plant (even the fruit!), but it must take time. it must take air, must water, must sunshine. & if it be submitted to this process of receiving & rest, growth will grow.
submit to Design & with time, submission will multiply into growth, into gifts to give others—shade, fruit, a home.
so become in the secret quiet. let the Designer take His time to make you fully Thine. discover the sweetness in trust & you will yourself become sweet.
receive the gift daily. receive rain. receive sun. receive clear goodness and the things given from above.
yield & allow Him to prune off all but what He gave—all but the seed—& you will be a pure, perfect bride of love, light—committed & consecrated, set-apart & all together lovely, for Him.
be His. & that which is planted, that which is given in you, will grow.
by the Holy Spirit who dwells within us, guard the good deposit entrusted to you.
2 Timothy 1:14
for land that has drunk the rain that often falls on it, & produces a crop useful to those for whose sake it is cultivated, receives a blessing from God.
Hebrews 6:7