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Tag Archives: hope
Spare infant child – Christmas 2014
Spare infant child symbol enthralled born without wealth yet giving to all. How do I love thee speak now my part give me your grace enable my heart. ————————– Christmas 2014
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Tagged baby Jesus, Christmas, faith, God, grace, heart, hope, Prayer
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sitting by evening fire – October 27
10.27.2014 sitting by evening fire winds of autumn starting to chill the night air outside my eyes see a newer self in the hall mirror older, more lines, weariness askance, matching the soreness of muscles that now hurt … Continue reading
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Tagged aging, autumn, changes, faith, God, hope, life journey, mortality, reflection, seasons, soul, stages
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clues in the night – August 9
8.9.2014 I wander through basements through cellars and dreams the hidden there Jesus who walks through and seems to drift beyond walls to flow out of sight while I watch there and listen for clues in the night. ———————
lawnmower – August 6
8.6.2014 just a new spark plug not dead, not rotted, not needing replacement just a new spark, fire, ignition for older machinery still in working condition. ——————-
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Tagged aging, elder, equipment, hope, lawnmower, machinery, personal, personification, reconciliation, repair, replacements
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when the curtain comes down – July 28
7.28.2014 when the curtain comes down and it was all make believe the screws come out of the wood and windows, doors, walls, castles falling back into flats hardware stripped out for storage away for perhaps some use … Continue reading
a face behind glass – June 19
6.19.2014 orange jumpsuit face behind glass voice through a phone to allay and let pass facts. story. life lines of least and of worry. lawyerly motions so swiftly to bury at age sixty two is life now so … Continue reading
a glimpse of heaven – May 3, guest
Want to catch a glimpse of heaven? Gaze into the eyes of a child. A glimpse revealed in nursing babe, in curious gaze, in toddling explorations; earthworms in the garden, snowflakes on the tongue. Wondrous, liquid lenses gathering in the … Continue reading
doggy’s nose waits – April 26
4.26.2014 doggy’s nose waits just outside the door. say the word walk and he is up eyes round and ready. my son waits at the door for his love to bless their move. say the word yes and his … Continue reading
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Tagged anticipation, aspiration, deliverance, dogs, grace, hope, opening, promise, sons, waiting, word
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Holy Week 6-Easter Eve – April 19
Holy Week 6 – Easter Eve on a night like tonight people passed over from a land filled with suffering to a place of new heart on a night like tonight the wild avenging angel struck down … Continue reading
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Tagged Christianity, cross, deliverance, Easter Eve, Holy Week, hope, new starts, night, Passover, Prayer, promise, resurrection
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Holy Week 3 -April 16
Holy Week 3 we come to red seas of our own devising the pains and chains of a lifetime crowding us up against the sands of desperation until we turn and see your hand swiping wide the waters to … Continue reading