Pondering The Poetic Heart
Pondering the Poetic Heart is a place to guide our spirits into place of contemplative rest. As a poet, I long to encourage you to find hope and healing through the process of reflecting on God, love, life, and all things that capture the spirit through the written word.
In the month of November, I will lead us through a time of thanksgiving through my 30 Days of Thanksgiving Poems. In December we will ring the bells of Christmas. There will also be other times through the year when we will celebrate love, just for fun poetry, and more. I pray this will be a place of loving contentment for all of us.
Miracle of Miracles
Quite a few years ago, I heard the term, "Ordinary Miracles". I wonder, is there such a thing? I have never thought of miracles as ordinary. And the least ordinary of them all, the one that still amazes me most, is God born as a baby to become the Word of God in the flesh. I hope I never get used to the miracles of God. Especially the ultimate miracle of His birth.
Simply Breathing Thanks
Sometimes we make things too complicated. We carry burdens too hard to bear we are not meant to. In these days of hardship and trials, may we remember to stop, listen, and breathe thanks to the Lord simply for giving us each day.
My Shelter
A quick poem of thankfulness to God my Refuge, my Strength, my Safe Place.
Be merciful to me, O God, be merciful to me! For my soul trusts in You; And in the shadow of Your wings I will make my refuge, Until these calamities have passed by. Psalm 57:1
When Roots Run Deep
Psalm chapter 1 assures us when we are truly blessed when we live a Godly life, we meditate on God’s word day and night, then we will be like a tree planted by streams of water that brings forth fruit. Our leaves will not wither, and we will prosper.
With the sure foundation of God’s word, we are rooted and grounded in the love of God, giving us the strength to live each day.
I can't wait to hear your thoughts on this poem and what it means to you...
Bookstore Wonderings
There are two places I get creative in the most. Bookstores and Chick-fil-A. Here's my latest creation upon wandering around aimlessly in a bookstore recently. What gets your creative juices flowing? Is there a special place or room that helps you?
Where Have All My Words Gone?
Your word is a lamp to my feet and a light to my path. Psalm 109:105
This poem is my song of lament to the Lord. I have tasted the dry dust of the desert the past few months, not able to find the “water of words” needed. Oh, don’t get me wrong. I have longed to sit and write, but I just couldn’t seem to find a creative bone in my body.
In all transparency though, it helps to drink of the Living Water. Something I have been struggling to do.
The Ivy Door
This year feels a bit like a gift. Maybe a wonder. I’ve been opening it carefully, unwrapping one side at a time. Peeking inside, trying to figure out what God has for me this year to learn, to do, to be, and to go.
My word for this year is healing. Spiritually, physically, mentally. I turn 49 in a couple of months and I want to enter my next decade of life in a good space. As I prayed about this word and asked God what Bible verse might go with it, He led me to Isaiah 40:31.
Moving Freely ~ A Short Poem
Have you taken the plunge yet?
The babbling brook flows endlessly free
when it comes to the edge
the rives goes ahead and
takes the plunge, cascading into falls . . .
ALL IS WELL ~ A New Year’s Eve Blessing
Be of good courage, And He shall strengthen your heart, All you who hope in the Lord. Psalm 31:24
All is well, all is well
God has blessed beyond compare
Though trials came throughout the year
He’s been faithful to stay near.