what shall I take into my heart? - summer

what shall I take 

into my heart?

the deepest of places

shielded

set apart

fear is set around 

deflecting

so many wounding darts;

stay so soft

and unaware

of all the evil

desiring to reside just there

stay safely hidden

let no one see

so I may one day leave

 this earth

with life's true treasures

pure, and taken with me

Who returns life - summer

Oh Lord

I stand away

too awestruck

and amazed

to even be near

the power

in a person

that You are here

Who returns life

that has left

is something only You can save

surely every heartbeat

is in Your hand -

I can only stand away.

messengers - summer

perhaps you came

maybe you sat

perhaps your words

were enough so that

a hurting heart

knew a little less pain

for even a moment

and overcame

the mortal, this flesh,

to the world beyond

where angels minister

and worldly cares gone

I pray this for you

and may ministry come

from mercies messengers

one by one

take your pulse - summer

take our pulse

feel the life beneath

each one different

every one unique

God is in there

or we wouldn't be alive

with the blood that flows

He can thrive -

let us then 

find our identity

take your pulse today 

He'll supply what you need

a plea - summer

tell me what will take me away

to that slice of heaven

beyond today

light as a dove

and soft as a feather

raise my eyes

be lifted up

to praise the God in heaven

who knows my thoughts 

and prayers from afar

just a slice of heaven please

to hear 

from where you are?

sinking into summer - summer

I'm sinking into summer

like a cozy stuffed chair,

all warm and barefoot

surrounded by the soothing air.

Nothing here so pressing

that I have to jump and run,

so lazily I'm lounging

moving slowly as the sun.

Living in the outdoors

whose arms are open wide,

there's a different pace

in the place of grace

less confined than when inside.

Sinking into summer

like a warm cozy chair,

storing up for winter -

like a hibernating bear!

Mother's Day - candle in the window

that one thing
she used to do
the candle in the window-
welcoming peace 
was in view,
oh mother
from far away
I know your love
your candle calls to me today
with never a disappointment
of what was waiting there
only the light and love
that a mother can share
so that one thing 
you used to do,
remembering the candle in the window,
peace is in view