Pages

Thursday, October 8, 2015

Close

All around
I surround
Feel Me or not
I am here.

Breath Me in
Breath Me out
Faith, only by faith
not with doubt.

Instant wonder,
find Me here,
swirling,
shining,
drawing,
wooing.

Your next breath,
that's how close I am.


And I as quickly as my next breath,
You reveal Yourself to me -
endlessly patient.
And you say to me:

Come closer.
Pay attention.
Look around.
Fresh encounters await,
never the same.

Moses and the burning bush,
you and the butterfly, and 
you and the campfire.

They all beckon you to Me for different revelations.
To behold and gaze upon my beauty,
to spend time with me.

Look and see - 
the power of looking,
always with awareness,
attentive,
alert. 











Friday, October 2, 2015

Meet me at the Campfire


Sit.
Relax.
Stare at the beauty in my flames.
Feel my warmth and peace,
where I'm the only light
in the darkness of night.

Meet me here.
The place in your heart
where my fire burns
like a flame within.
Smell the sweet burning of wood,
An incense of aroma,
We can stay here for hours.

Fire, fearful and dangerous
Every step closer, heat increases.
Fire, Your holiness
Fear, my reverence for Your holiness

Fire and fear
A mystery, so intriguing
Mesmerizing
I want to come near.


"Come like a rushing wind
Come light the fire again
Come like a burning flame
Have Your way
Have Your way" -Kari Jobe "Hands to the Heavens"

*photo courtesy of Kaity Wilson