Monday, November 9, 2009

Poetry Links



~~~ Below is an organized list of links to my different poetry posts~~~ The image above has become a permanent part of the blog, look for it on the side as a quick link to this directory. I will be adding to the list as I post! ~~~~


Bearing in Love, here.

My Dying Heart, here.

There's Only One, here.

Unwearying Spirit, here.

The Word, here.

Mountain Top Vision, here.

On the Fourth, here.

Abraham's Faith, here.

Beautiful Rain; Sanctifying Pain, here.

The Great Physicians Bride, here.

The Whole Armor of God, here.
~~Have a lovely evening ! ~~




Saturday, November 7, 2009

Murderers in our Midst




...Once I dreamed there was a murderer living in our house. My house. And in typical dream fashion I was the only one aware of such a vital fact. We all went about our business every day, school, work, play, and the whole time this creepy serial killer was eating our food - sleeping in our beds. Scary? Yes, very scary. Wherever we went, the murderer went - and we accepted him as one of our own. That's the part I couldn't understand. Why were we letting this murderer come along with us to the park? Why did we crack jokes with him across the dining room table? Why was my dads arm slung around his shoulders in such a friendly way? But things got worse.

...Somehow, three quarters through this bizarre and disturbing dream, I found out that the murderer was secretly plotting to kill one of us - or maybe even all of us. Facts are always so distorted in the dream world.

...Then I woke up.

...So the question is, why am I telling you this strange dream I had - I mean, its not exactly the kind of thing one puts on ones blog just for fun. Even with Halloween just passed. Don't worry, there is a point!

...The next day I was feeling groggy from lack of sleep and more than a little unsettled. I hate bad dreams, they tend to color reality, which, for an already imaginative person, is a very serious thing. I stumbled through breakfast preparations and went to have my personal devotion time. I happened to be reading through Judges so I flipped open my bible to the appropriate place. It was Judges 2. Guess what? I had a real eye opener that morning, here's what the Lord showed me.

...Then the Angel of the LORD came up from Gilgal to Bochim, and said: “I led you up from Egypt and brought you to the land of which I swore to your fathers; and I said, ‘I will never break My covenant with you. And you shall make no covenant with the inhabitants of this land; you shall tear down their altars.’ But you have not obeyed My voice. Why have you done this? Therefore I also said, ‘I will not drive them out before you; but they shall be thorns in your side, and their gods shall be a snare to you.’” So it was, when the Angel of the LORD spoke these words to all the children of Israel, that the people lifted up their voices and wept. Then they called the name of that place Bochim; and they sacrificed there to the LORD. And when Joshua had dismissed the people, the children of Israel went each to his own inheritance to possess the land. Judges 2:1-6

...Wow. Lord, I thought, what are you trying to show me? This verse was really striking close to home. Are you saying that I have enshrined other gods in my heart?

...So I kept reading, eventually spilling over into the next chapter trying to comprehend the magnitude of these verses.

...Then the anger of the LORD was hot against Israel; and He said, “Because this nation has transgressed My covenant which I commanded their fathers, and has not heeded My voice, I also will no longer drive out before them any of the nations which Joshua left when he died, so that through them I may test Israel, whether they will keep the ways of the LORD, to walk in them as their fathers kept them, or not.” Therefore the LORD left those nations, without driving them out immediately; nor did He deliver them into the hand of Joshua. Judges 2:20-22

...Now these are the nations which the LORD left, that He might test Israel by them, that is, all who had not known any of the wars in Canaan (this was only so that the generations of the children of Israel might be taught to know war, at least those who had not formerly known it), namely, five lords of the Philistines...Judges 3:1-3

...We have murderers living in our midst. In the deceptive depths of our hearts we often let in false gods, idols, and raise altars without even being aware of the damage. Its like an incomplete conquest of the land. We have a covenant with God, a new and better covenant than Israel had, one established by the sacrifice of Christ on the cross, but still, still, we betray that trust!

...Sin is in the world, it will thrive until the return of Christ. The wheat and the tares live side by side until judgment day when the tares will be plucked up and thrown into the fiery furnace. But we can't let this become an excuse for sluggish inaction against our own weaknesses.

...The murderers in our midst have names, they are called complacency, laziness, anger, deceit, unholy desire, fear, hopelessness, compromise, hate, jealousy, discontentment, the list goes on and on forever. When we let them live with us on a daily basis, when we form uneasy alliances with sin -and perhaps even get to know these murderers on a first name basis - they do what they do best. Stifle our prayers, strangle our relationship with God, shake up our faith, eat away at our precious time. Do not be deceived, the enemy is a prowling lion, he wants you dead. Spiritually. And that is what sin will do. The terrible thing is that we welcome sin, we are depraved easily swayed human beings - we fall into the trap of thinking everything will be fine. Just a little here, a little there, and suddenly we have whole tribes of sin taking a stand in the remoter corners of our ignored hearts.

...Think of temptation and sin as a test. This is what the Lord did with the Israelites, he left the nations as a test, and to teach them warfare. We can be strengthened when we resist sin - even to death. How much better to die a martyrs death than to be murdered by our own sin?


Friday, November 6, 2009

Storks and Rabbits



...Guess what world? I just finished writing a book! (Not the first, but the longest!) I've been working on "Storks and Rabbits" since last July and put the finishing words on it this evening. It comes in at about 60,000 words, twenty-seven chapters, and 108 pages. Completely and totally unbelievable, I sometimes wondered if I would actually finish it, and well, here it is done.

...Excuse me while I throw on my ballgown and do a jig on the ceiling; it looks like a boa trying to hopscotch, only funnier. I'm having a major mental melt down. I want to scream! I want to dance! I want to shake the presidents hand, well, not really. I want to send off an email to someone famous, or at least someone in the next state over. I want to be completely and utterly insane for five minutes of my life!

...Okay, victory whoop over. I've got lots and lots of work to do.The crushing reality that I-did-it-and-its-over is is sinking in. At least I still get to edit it! Strange as it may sound I am really looking forward to tearing and shredding my book into tiny little pieces before sewing it back together again. You never know what Mrs. Frankenstein is going to look like on the other side. (Bad joke) Maybe its a complex I picked up after staring at the slowly growing type on my tiny computer screen the last few months, but; I'm really looking forward to giving this novel a bit of its own medicine! I'm going to rip it, shred it (already said that), scrub it, change it, work it, challenge it, boss it, plead with it; you see - its taken on a definite personality of its own. And no, I'm not insane right now. I'm dead serious. The problem is when a novel refuses to have life of its own. Right now mine is in a half-grown-up stage. Like a teenager that wants to lie around the house instead of doing hard things. My job is to make him independent of me his creator, (this is not an allegory of God's relationship with us web audience), he needs to get out there and breath his own air! He's stifling me, like a baby that won't be born! Good grief, I need to stop talking about this book before it gets creepy.

...Anyhow. I'm very happy and sad all at once, which is an uncomfortable place to be. I can't wait to work on the next stage of this process, and maybe, with a lot of prayer, I will be able to publish it one day. That would be truly exciting...






Sunday, October 25, 2009

Bearing in Love



Bearing in Love


( A poem I wrote sometime ago, dealing with our need to love and forgive one another in this race we are all on!)




"There once were two runners,
Both running the same road,
Friendly, with loving words,
Till troubles and dirt arose."


"Then one despised the other,
And took a different path,
To avoid the brother,
Who had caused him much wrath."


"There's too much dust and mud,
kicked up by that other man,

Every time he falls - I begrudge,

So now I've a better plan."



"I've seen him run to the side,
So I'll run the other way,
This trails easier, and plenty wide,

For my emotions to play."



"By and by another friend,
Ran up alongside,
I think I've started another trend,
The hurt man said with pride."


"How long will you run here?"
The newcomer asked,
"Just a little while, never fear,
Only till the obstacles passed."


"You're right, I like going around,"
Replied another, with them joining,
"Its much easier than up and down,
As for that
big sinner, we'll be praying."


"Soon the road was full,
"Hey, what's this all about?"
The first man saw friends pull
Each other, and shout -"


-"Lets start another trail,
I won't run by you,
Your clothes smell stale,

We hate the things you do."



"Its not my own doing!
I'm just what I am,
Circumstances came wooing,
That's why this course I've ran!"


"The hurt man saw a child,
Upon a storm swept sea,
Which next to his path raged wild,
She began to sink with glee."


"Girl take my hand,
I'll love you as my own!"
She replied, "I already am,
The child of your self righteous tone!"



"Oh my God," the man cried,
Striving to free his hand,
Yet in vain he tried,
But was caught in sinking sand.

"Turn back and run to the narrow way!"

The child pleaded,
"Destroy me by what you say,
To the one you once needed!"


"Hard and grueling was the task,
Of getting back on the right road,
"Why did I ever leave His path?"
Said he, dragging the child's heavy load."


"At last he stumbled upon,
The right and true road,
Stretching straight and long,
He was reaping what he'd sowed."


"There was the man,
Who had wronged him dreadfully,
Kneeling before a Lamb,
Who was nailed to a tree."


"The hurt man knew the sight,
It was familiar and dear,
But he understood more this night,
When forgiveness was clear."


"God does not make me wait,
He understands my need,

He entered hells gate,
To show me forgiveness by deed."



"Christ who had a right,
Redeemed me while I was in my sins,
I didn't even see my plight,
Or know the danger I was in."

"This miracle of mercy,

Took place before my birth,
Yet He planned for me to see,
While knowing my empty worth."


"I ran and knelt beside,
My once sworn enemy,
Letting go my pride,
One with him to plea."

"Forgive me God, my sin,

Pride, lust, anger, betrayed trust!

Embracing as we felt within,
Amazing grace blow and gust.


"My child's grip loosened,
She faded away,
In her place glistened,
Offspring of the day."


"She was beautiful and fair,
Strength and grace around her shone,
I am your answered prayer-
-Borne of Christ's righteousness alone."


"She now runs between us,
My brother and I call her -
-Love and Forgiveness-
The fruit of our cure."


"When the way is dusty,
Christ's grace shines brighter,
Through Him we are free,
To hold each other tighter."

Marie-Madeline Givaway




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Thursday, October 22, 2009

Beware!

"The natural progress of things is for liberty to yield and government to gain ground" Thomas Jefferson

""The first maxim of a man who loves liberty, should be never to grant to rulers an atom of power that is not most clearly and indispensably necessary for the safety and well being of society." Richard Henry Lee

Sunday, October 11, 2009

You'll Never Guess...

...You will never guess what I'm reading right now, not in a million years.

...Here's a hint.


...Now do you know?

...Anyhow, have a wonderful day everyone!