There are gentle souls, those who tread lightly when breaking new ground, careful not to disturb all that is living. Those with caring hands, that reach into soil, nourish the land, harvest that growth; they give out, give back. You see them, bodies bent as they work, the very act like prayer as they tendContinue reading “Gentle Souls”
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Renewal
“I, Jesus, have sent my angel to give you this message for the churches. I am both the source of David and the heir to his throne. I am the bright morning star.” — Revelation 22:16 I don’t sleep for long anymore. It isn’t that I don’t sleep well, for I doze deep and dream,Continue reading “Renewal”
Contented
I sit before bedtime, tapping at my computer, admiring the frayed edges of my favorite hoodie, the sleeves pulled over the back of my hands so that just my fingers stretch out to type. I see you at your desk, a plaid flannel robe, the thick collar pulled high on your neck, and you don’tContinue reading “Contented”
Settled
Let’s just sit without trying to explain this new we are living; no attempts to make sense; no efforts to remedy; no tell-me- what-your-think. Let’s just sit for a moment; the air is cool, I hear a little rain, the evening has settled, and we have this moment; give me your hand, and I’ll layContinue reading “Settled”
Believing
We sometimes heave a prayer of “why” that leaves us sobbing or wrestles us into a guttural moaning when there are no words for such a chasm-ache. We grapple with circumstance as we go from weeping to screaming to falling into exhausted heaps, mute and dried out, struggling to understand or cope with the now Continue reading “Believing”
Twilight Blossoming
Periwinkle blooms were a welcome surprise on my morning walk; this shade between a deep iris and cornflower blue Is so calming, like twilight blossoming. I’d like a scarf made from these petals, a silken-coolness against my skin, the softening hue of evening draped over my shoulders as I watch the moon’s first shower ofContinue reading “Twilight Blossoming”
Labor Day
Nature knows the toil of labor, gathering, growing, fluttering, even a busy bee needs rest before the honey-harvest. —C.L. Fisher, Labor Day 2020 Unless otherwise indicated, all content, including writing and images, are the work of C.L. Fisher and may not be copied, used, or distributed without permission.
Layers
No Scripture is exhausted by a single explanation. The flowers of God’s garden bloom not only double, but sevenfold; they are continually pouring forth fresh fragrance. — Charles Spurgeon Fragrance held within these gentle folds that I hold, cool and silken petals hidden within my enclosed palm; but such beauty is better unfurled in aContinue reading “Layers”
Shade of Silence
Quietude, which some men cannot abide because it reveals their inward poverty, is as a palace of cedar to the wise, for along its hallowed courts the King in his beauty deigns to walk. —Charles Spurgeon Sometimes I sit in the shade of silence, a corner or some placed removed from the common area, aContinue reading “Shade of Silence”
Early Watches
I hear You best in early watches, 2, 3, 4am; Your presence near, and I am wide-eyed with questions, my whys and what ifs, and I feel like a child just awakened by lightening. You attend me patiently, calm my flutterings, and nudge me to remember other souls to pray over. In these predawn hours,Continue reading “Early Watches”
Poetic Meanderings 