The grayness has come for 6 weeks I face it.
The trees are bare, their limbs etched in black across the sky.
Coldness creeps into the bones; the chill will not leave me.
Ashes are upon my forehead, death is embraced.

Judgment must be executed.
It is all I deserve.
I am guilty, the crime has been committed;
no more excuses can be made.

But I am not beaten,
the stripes I deserve are given to another.
I cannot bear to watch.
My heart is torn to pieces.

In His pain, He reaches to me.
I grasp His hand, I kiss His feet.
I am covered in His blood.

His blood purifies. My robe is white- spotless.
I am embraced, His mark upon my forehead.

Life is embraced.

Resurrection has come

Once upon… a cup of coffee

Once Upon a Time
Once upon a time…..there was a woman, mature in years but strong in body and fair of heart.
She lived nestled in a cozy cottage with a view of an expanse of green, with great tall trees and the sound of laughing children.
Each day upon arising, she brewed a dark and strong elixir, magic in it’s power to give her strength and power for her day. Without this elixir, her morning was thick with fog and her body slow to move.
She especially loved waking on the first day of the week as her love, himself mature in years and strong of body, would brew this elixir for her and bring it to her bedchamber.
There they would speak of adventures ahead, some great and some small.
Though this may seem but a small gesture to those reading of this, it was, in fact, a great and noble gesture touching the woman’s heart beyond words.

Gift #779: The golden light on the water at Standing Bear Lake


“…. seeing our Father in everything makes life one long thanksgiving and gives a rest of heart, and, more than that, a gayety of spirit, that is unspeakable.”
Hannah Whitall Smith

Jesus’s word from John 10:10
….”I came that they may have life and have it abundantly.”

Datura Inoxia- Charm is deceitful

Datura Inoxia
I recently snapped this photo at our local botanical garden. I made the comment on Facebook that because of it’s great beauty and subtlety, I was sure I would see this flower someday in heaven. So I looked it up to find out it’s name and the meaning in the language of flowers. Come to find out, it is commonly called Devil’s Trumpet. It’s foliage has been used for vision quests and the like and can be deadly. The only creature that is unaffected by it’s pollen is the honey bee.
So will I see this beautiful creation in heaven one day? My opinion? Yes! But no more deceit, no more toxicity- the “sting” will be gone.
“O death where is your sting?”