The two geese returning yesterday Were a singular comfort to me Spring is still coming They are not worried Consider the birds of the air
Perplexed
“But we have this treasure in jars of clay to show that this all-surpassing power is from God and not from us. We are hard-pressed on every side, but not crushed; perplexed, but not in despair; persecuted, but not abandoned; struck down, but not destroyed” 2 Corinthians 4:7-9 NIV Perplexed Today I’m not going try to figure out the un-figurable I’ll trust instead That You know what You’re doing And that You’ve got this
Daily
“Give us today our daily bread.” Matthew 6:11 NIV Not a recurring subscription Not two weeks (or more) supply Just daily Everything I need to live From Your big hand To my small one Today Dad Thank you
Steady on
“Create in me a pure heart, Oh God, and renew a steadfast spirit within me.” Psalm 51:10 Steadiness slips When I look down When I look around Look up child look up He is there Waiting
Morning prayer
“You will seek me and find me when you seek me with all your heart.” Jeremiah 29:13 O distractable self How incapable you seem of seeking anything with your whole heart Even something as worthy as the King of the Universe Breathe on me breath of God Fill me with yourself Mend me That I might have a faint hope Of seeking you Whole Heartedly
Mercy
Blessed are the merciful for they will be shown mercy. Matthew 5: 7 (NIV) Not my strong suit When it comes to you Do my thoughts harm you? Do they function as a curse? I hope so (not mercy) And I hope not (mercy) Praying for the restoration of my own weak soul To love To mercy Oh to be like thee Blessed Redeemer
Overwhelmed
Father Your word overwhelms me Because of all the things I don’t understand And All the things I do
What do we do with
What do we do with What do we do with all the bits we don’t like Like the concubine and the twelve pieces Or the sacrifice of a daughter (to name only two) What do we do with All the many many bits Like these?
Lily’s quilt
Started with joy Seasoned with sadness Sewed up with the strength of Friends
Your skin
I want to crawl inside your skin And be sheltered From the world That is too rough for me Too much for me I want to crawl inside your skin And be sheltered For a while.
Colleen R. Jantzen 