God – Page 8 – Poetic Meanderings

Restoration

These little faces, open to light, rooted in the humus I came from. These blooms that wait, unfurl just as morning sun breaks the horizon, just as the dew gentles the dust and the stems imbibe, slake the thirst from the long linger of night, just as I rise, call out, surrender my needs beforeContinue reading “Restoration”

The Lilies Blush

….Look at the lilies of the field and how they grow….—Mathew 6:28, NLT The lilies reveal a soulful blush, adorned by these subtle hues infusing the silky blooms, an imbibing of burgundy rising as the petals yield to a harmony of color, tinges of living green, flecks of darkened pink, a watercolor of perfection flowering.Continue reading “The Lilies Blush”

Forgiveness

The faithful love of the Lord never ends! His mercies never cease. Great is His faithfulness; His mercies begin afresh each morning. — Lamentations 3:22-23, NLT How much forgiveness does God extend? I’ve wrestled a lifetime with my own murmurs and grumbles, my selfishness and ego, my failures and stubbornness, and I often wake inContinue reading “Forgiveness”

Breaking

My eyes are awake through the night watches, that I may meditate on Your word. — Psalm 119:148, NKJV There are those days when you meet the shard- edge of nerves, the riven- end of emotion, and you have not even a residue of strength left. You reach what seems the end of your reserves,Continue reading “Breaking”

Thorns in Our Flesh

Moses stumbled in his speech, a cry of I can’t raised before God, and I relate well to that doubting demeanor; I carry my own why-not and not-me reasons, a quiver of debate strapped to my back, my sharp defenses pulled taunt and shot from a distance, but God doesn’t ask for our excuses, justContinue reading “Thorns in Our Flesh”

Finding Poetry

I find it in the spilling autumn leaves, the harvesting of apples, the ladybug clinging to clover, the lavender dawning on a new horizon, the fire of one lone star sparking through a cloudy dusk — the moment my heart knew beauty was created by God, at that instance, I knew poetry. —C.L. Fisher, October 2020 Unless otherwise indicated, allContinue reading “Finding Poetry”

God Alone

And may you have the power to understand, as all God’s people should, how wide, how long, how high, and how deep His love is. —Ephesians 3:18 We have moments of clarity, soul-deep perceptions, when in epiphany we are tucked in the love of God, quiet and aware enough to soak in the truth ofContinue reading “God Alone”

Open Invitation

I wonder what You look like as You listen; I can never envision a face; I just feel a nudging presence, a calmness, an open invitation to speak or just listen. In the dark night watches, those 3am awakenings, I often imagine the sky and ache to fall past that expanse of deep blue intoContinue reading “Open Invitation”

Gentle Souls

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”

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”