Lighting the darkness.

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When night consumes the sky, the brilliant sun is gone,
The moon reflects it’s light to comfort unto dawn.
Though joy and laughter dim, and dreadful shadows fall
God’s reflected love is with us through it all.
The sun’s not vanished from the sky, though we see it not.
It’s just not in our present gaze, its brilliance we forgot.
Earth’s spinning surface turns away, the golden light erased
On its surface we perceive the situation’s changed.
But when the moon is on the rise, we know the sun’s still there
And gazing at its haloed glow are lifted from despair.
But more than this, we can embrace the shadow of the night
Knowing that the times of dark enhance our own small light.
For as the glory of the sun, by day outshines the moon
When life grows dark our smaller lights become reflective soon.

And Yet…

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Alone we watch last leaves of autumn fall upon this world
Fearing stark winter follows icy breath in hand.
Alone we watch the fleeting sun rise and set its measure of time
Believing one day the frost shall melt at the coming.
Alone we ponder and learn of wonders withheld,
And yet, at small space, from our present eyes
Alone we partake as one that peeps through a slit at a waiting world of wonder
One that is warmed with thoughts and emotions as yet unformulated.
For light streams through in colored glory from worlds beyond if we still ourselves to listen
Soft words of comfort echo through chasms formed by love long ago
Yet still they calm our senses , refresh our vision, as a fresh wind from the mountain.
Stop, look up, and we will see fresh vision here with God with we…

(While troubled and pained by recent attacks in London and in Syria I came across this old poem and found comfort.)

How to be thankful – empathy!

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I still remember when visiting friends in Sicily, after a long stay helping in a critical situation in  Greece concerning Kurdish refugees. Our host remarked how thankful and appreciative my kids were compared to hers. How did I do it? she asked.

I replied, when you don’t eat meat for months, have to bathe in a bowl of hot water, wake to freezing cold and fight constant mold on the walls and ceilings in winter and intense heat in summer, your home seems like paradise on earth by comparison!

Needless to say our conditions were much better than those of the refugees we were trying to help (we at least had a house!)

I thank God every day for my beautiful, warm apartment, pension and sweet supportive family. I am so blessed!

Turn on the joy!

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They ask me why I’m happy, I must I guess confess,

I have a tap within me that spouts forth when it’s pressed.

A fount of sparkling water that does not come from me,

The spirit of the highest that’s in my heart you see.

When troubles oft’ oppress me they merely squeeze the valve,

To set the water flowing that all my cares resolve.

You too can have a facet to channel in the joy,

It’s free just for the asking for every girl and boy.

The love that flows within then, can wash away the hate,

Empty out the garbage cans and flood it through the gate.

It surges through your being untill a smile comes forth

So let it run my dear ones and never turn it off!

Looking Forward

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Great New Year thought!

TLP

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As we begin a new year our life’s road stretches out before us.  Look ahead; what do you see?

Like the picture you might see cold snow and ice for a piece, and then the thaw of spring out ahead…

Maybe you are going through hard times right now; many people are.  Maybe things are going well… even many of these are worried about the future in such uncertain times.  There are nasty economic rumblings out there; in some places there are people in the streets crying out for change.  In some parts of this world there is unrest; unease everywhere.

Are you walking down your life’s road all alone?

Maybe you are going along with your family and your spouse as a strong unit; if so that’s a very good thing. If you falter, maybe they can carry you a ways…

What if you all falter… then what?

Just…

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Pain and Wonder.

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from December 2014

Song Bird Songs

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It didn’t feel much like Christmas to Mary when she journeyed to Bethlehem, she could only focus on the pain, and worry if they would make it in time. No, the wonderful feeling came much later, first at the birth, and when shepherds came and her faith was rewarded. Even then all was not perfect, the stable was drafty, the floor hard, and she still ached a little and was tired from the labour, but that was all a part of it. Had she had Jesus comfortably at home it would not have been the same. Like many things, problems, sickness, the extra efforts needed are part of what will make it wonderful! Rest after labour, peace after tribulation is all the more sweet!

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Given water any dessert becomes alive, the secret is to draw down the rain.

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Desserts are quiet, still places and often breathtakingly beautiful, places to be alone with God.

The desert times of your life can be like that too, depending what you focus on. Forget survival! Let God take care of that.  Instead raise your eyes to the beauties of your situation. Rain down praise and positive thoughts and watch the transformation. 

One of the most wonderful things to learn in life is how to bring the miracle of rain to those parched places. Create an oasis and watch the invisible seeds spring into blossom!

A walk with the Dream Master. (Dream master4)

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flash fiction from October 2014

Song Bird Songs

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“Can we go walking?” she asked in the depths of a troubled dream.
“Of course, come,” he answered, “just reach out your hand.” An icy precipice stood before her feet.
“Its not really there,” he whispered, “you just think it is, so for you it’s real, like the gap between our worlds”. Taking his hand she stepped over.
“Now, let’s walk. See the snow is deep here. That’s when you leave the deepest, longest lasting marks, when the snows of life are deep. Look out over the valley and realise how far you’ve come. It feels a little lonely, but this is where you can hear my voice best, also the voices of others”.
“Let’s go higher.” Transforming like spirits they soar upward. “Up here we can see much but leave no footprints for others to follow. It would be easier for you if I brought you here, you could…

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