so many little dreams

You are the only cause I have for hope in anything, anymore.

But what a cause for hope You are! Never let me forget:

His mercies are new every morning
Great is Thy faithfulness!! ( Ezra 6 - 7 )

open wide Your doors

not understood, but LIVED

\\\ Before God could bring me to this place,
He has broken me a thousand times. I have wept.
I have groaned. I have travailed many a night until God broke me.

It seems to me that until God has mowed you down you can never have this longsuffering for others. We can never have the gifts of healing and the working of miracles in operation - only as we stand in the divine power that God gives us.

And we stand, believing God,

and having done all, we still stand ...

... believing. ( Smith Wigglesworth )

life like shattered glass

somewhere in the middle of a scream
He looked up and remembered Your promise
somewhere in the middle of a scream
He remembered Your writing His story

somewhere in shreds on a hill
God's Son remembered God's presence

"Eloi, Eloi - lama sabachtani?"

Psalm 22 : "For He has done it."

such a strange way { to save the world }

Sometimes, everything I am is wrapped up in one moment.

Usually, that moment is absolutely nonexistent. It's futuristic.
It's something for which I ache ... it is not here. Not now.

And I get so caught in hope and waiting. And I have hoped and dreamed one thing.
And nothing I can do can get me one inch closer.

I step back into silence.

Yet This I Call to Mind, and therefore I have Hope. ( Jeremiah )
And Hope does not disappoint / put us to shame. ( Romans 5 )

I call You to mind, and in my weariness I find Your strength.

de cuentos

"perhaps it was enough to know that there were others - seen and unseen - who loved her and believed she could do things that seemed
impossibly difficult."

is this one of those moments when the darkness recedes
and we take a bit of peace for our own?

it wasn't a certain thing
but he hoped for it

"the only thing constant and beloved"

grey-green oceans & your eyes

they say some people (far away)
nod No and shake their Yes
heads bobbing out a contradiction
a great barrier reef
outsiders all at sea

and maybe I am one of these
the folk who learned all strange
God knows that reading your expression
the waves crash down
can't breathe
and, sightless, grope to see

when signals broadcast miss their mark
and you nod (Yes) I shake
repression is communication
and honesty's a freak

the tide draws out
you (.) me (?)
I've always loved the ocean

turning four corners

I am not perfect
---------------------But
I can help you (only
-------------------- if you want me to)

Imperfectly, to match my heart
And I may fail (and fail again)
Not only where, in what you want
But in what I want most, too

Though marble smooth won't rough you up
Still marble hard can't soothe you
Though statues white stand straight and tall
They lack the arms to reach you

I'm young. I'm rough. I'm very small
But, God help me, I'll help you
Broken, and scared, imperfect - all
But, God help me, I'll love you
(only
------- if you want me to)

Please let me.