Prayer
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Senses we do not know but use anyway
….the touch of experience, the taste of a new day the sight of vision, the hearing of the muted, the sense of loss, the smell of hope, the unseen tomorrow….these and some stir my ‘heart ‘ – ah that organ of awareness we’ve placed somewhere ‘tween head & rib. And oh when my spirit opens Continue reading
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Heart Lift
“Vineyard of Prayer“, my new painting / fav place. Will be writing 365 verses for each day of the coming 365 (wish me consistency); a book of conversations with God. Vineyards are places of productivity, of pruning and eventually the wine of soul comfort. Where am I going with this? Unsure, but it is a Continue reading
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The Incredible Power of Belief
Negatives stem from disbelief at the State of Peace. And their reason comes from a space so deeply ingrained in us, it takes a super normal event for some of us to believe in the Impossible. 🌿🍂☘️🍁 I’ve always been fascinated by leaves : fat leaves, thin shrunk ones lopping off branches or in the Continue reading
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A year of ‘uneasy’
It has been a 365 of the Unusual. When Lockdown and Covid began its agenda on us all, I prepared for a season of quiet, introspection. But that changed. It was a year of meeting new people in all kinds of places. There were women with burns’ accounts that broke me before I could put Continue reading
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Oi 2021!
She wants to be loved like every other New Year, and I hesitate to call her good: I hesitate to say a nice word just in case it contrasts with something in the Headlines tomorrow: but then, the Still Small Voice inside me that urged the dusk to light up my holiday yard, It says, Continue reading
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After every ritual of war or peace, there is,still that hunger…
This Post prompted by FMF Writers: ..the need to feel unafraid again. We’ve cast our vote against the thing that causes insecurity…. after all of that, if we have not got our own person in sync with peace, we will still be afraid, we will need hope and the energy that rises from freedom from Continue reading
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A palmful of summer rain
Gojay dreamed of a well by the acre of hardened land his father had inherited from his father; a well with water in it. That monsoon after the last rain cloud was blown away, he dug little shallows in his fathers ungiving field, but there was no water. That summer and the next. One weekend Continue reading
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7 Hour GLOBAL WORSHIP EVENT (20 COUNTRIES) | Fast/ PRAY FOR YOUR COUNTRY! || HAVEN FELLOWSHIP” on YouTube
Has there ever been a time like this one? Has there ever been a silence like now: each of us one voice asking the same questions/ the same quest for peace/ the same need? We are as a race quietened; we have never before been startled as we are today. I’ve not experienced a certain Continue reading
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What happens when people pray
The day my mother walked out of her skin, she breathed once twice then her hand in mine grew cold, that day Eternity walked close in my narrow space. Was it co-incidence that rays streamed from a room ventilator to where she lay, her last breath so unlike death? I wanted to grieve, but light Continue reading
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New every morning
Refresh my soul, let the doors of you, open to Peace. Let everything within breathe Grace. May our mind lean on Him whose mercies never fail, they are new every morning. Great is His faithfulness. Greater than all my bounteous lack. His power in my weakness, oh the fact of that. Not I but Christ Continue reading
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Like hands reaching to the skies..
trees too, like we, pray. Continue reading
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Let be, & be Still.
When Haishu sang it went in you like a shaft of Light. He didnt have a big voice, he didnt do big prayers, just little pauses as if God and He negotiated things as they did chords. The whole experience was stilling. Not anything to do with any gift of Haish’s. It was his ordinariness, Continue reading
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When you pray at Hacksaw Ridge
Not for the faint hearted: we watched this insanely provocative movie last night. Mel Gibson’s Hacksaw Ridge had new words for me like ‘Conscientous Objector’, and anti-gun war like I’ve not thought possible. It is also the highest (factual) account of Bravery awarded. “… is as electrifying as one would come to expect. Telling the Continue reading
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When God Prays
Come on over, the sands are ripe for your heart. Yes it’s hard. But I Am with you. In every grain of sand, I AM for you. Watch this: there is a season turn turn, a time for every purpose under heaven. Come on over, the times are ripe for your tears that smile- they Continue reading
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Perspective
The ones looking at the painting, they are the Work of Art. P.S. You’re seeing Ads here? They are not sponsored by me, except that I chose FreeWordpress which duh also cannot kill Ads. So. Apologies dear blogfriend. Continue reading
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Hem
Here, I find me.. pieces of me, stitched together in the Hem of Your garment. Look Lord, here around Your edge, pieces of prayers, darts sewn with silent fingers. Here I am Hannah, a woman ridiculed, hated by her sister, despised for unproductivity. A Hannah ruthlessly in a life not as good as expected. Here Continue reading
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‘LIFE’ is a state of mind…
Yesterday we put together a video of the Fellowship that has currently just the five of us, at home. It was past lunch time when we finally began: our son on his little keyboard: we had a new song= new lyrics😳; Kitsy our angel finally sings though! Me I hate cameras, never liked them, but Continue reading
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Surprise Visitors @April
Images from yesterday’s news refused to leave but this morning a tree full of thumb- sized black birds, white chested (what are they?) they greet with rowdy song… what are they saying? Last week we saw a family of Peacock. I thought it was a whacky dream…. ….glistening blue preening in the few meters between Continue reading
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Hiding Place
Join me if you will, in a little corner where the heart is. Yes, ….that stair away from the noise, take a seat, pause please, dearest Lord God, here we, fragile, rest awhile. Something asks to shushlistenlook to a restless Earth ; watch Peace like a Sword touch us thru’ mask & glove, slash open Continue reading
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Isolation Angels.
I can’t thank life enough for Fellow Angel Bloggers who’s incredible posts keep me believing that this is still the world we knew before ‘Rona virals!! Purple Ray’s ‘Isolation Angel’, + verse here simply had to be shared for its sweet sheer brilliant reminder that we are never alone. Thank you! too Dave of Phoblography Continue reading
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You are your own brand!
This Post is for anyone celebrating their birthday today, (and everyone else) I have this urge to celebrate you, and offer a tiny prayer too from my son who’s incredible gift is prayer. If you’ve been following posts you’ll know he’s not just blind but recovering from a series of disturbing issues, but this isn’t Continue reading
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Touched
by what held us all these years: I’m touched, by the power within us that is greater than fear, touched by how new leaf and bud appear, relentless of germs & sickness, they pout at my quick disbelief of personal endurance, Touched, where I am rinsed by storms of cleansing…. I believe you and I Continue reading
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‘What you see outside your window..’
So, no random wheeling around my city. No touching other Humans, Malls, or Theater, stay in! I’m basically a hermit, but when asked NOT to go out, ah the urge – the urge to watch sunset from anyplace else but here. And where are we these days: an entire globe @home? My own window fills Continue reading
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Wordfall
At my altar of disbelief You fell tears from my eyes Continue reading
