Advent-The Time Between Joseph, Carpenter of steel, His life to God appealed; The trusted one to carry God’s Son within dear Mary To fruition – incarnation; While reviled by kin and friend, Joseph did not bend To fears of king nor travel, To sexual temptation, Instead bent into will of...

ADVENT – Time Between Victory Light LIGHT cuts through darkness, Isaiah, John agree; Mary sings in joyful chant, “The lowly shall be free!” From unseen to the Seen, Elizabeth released; Zechariah speaks of coming Dawn- A Savior’s guide to peace. Joseph, a righteous man, Bright Angel gives him voice, Shepherds,...

ADVENT – the Time Between A voice crying out… John- A powerful voice, God’s selected choice, Entrusted to introduce The Lamb of God. John- Intense we would say, The life he displayed, Abstaining from all we hold dear, Obedient acts with an open ear- Introduced the great I Am. John-...

ADVENT – the Time Between fullness of time… Do you believe in a promise unseen, In a “fullness of time” incomplete? Are you strong to rise up in unwavering faith, While waiting in fear – then repeat? Does “fullness of time” draw you closer to God, Bend your will in...

ADVENT – The “Time Between” just an ordinary day… The flock was large, The day was hot When Moses got Distracted by a Flame. Great legal tasks Kept her seated Until Deborah retreated, Beckoned by a Voice. Fearless with rage, Leader of dread, Yet Paul became led, Blinded by the...

united… Falling raindrops, Resounding Plop! Bounce up for air, Yet absorbed nonstop, Absorbed into the pool, So they begin to dance, Invited by all others To swim, accept the chance. To identify with those around, And I, too, must do the same, Read: “Rohinga sisters raped and shamed,” I bow...

a fence… Some people I don’t like; I thought I’d build a fence, To quietly keep out Those who made me tense. Just a little fence I felt, That no one else would see, But slowly offenses grabbed my soul; Offended I chose to be. The fence became a wall,...

facing opposition… When I see created beauty, Hear the words of Saints now passed, “Do not hold this sin against them,” I must pause; I must bask In Your wondrous beauty, Your mercy, continued grace, Bowed before You, ask Your pardon, Seek Your likeness in this place, In my space....

extreme or normal… “Bound in my spirit,” Not to sin but to Christ; “Captive to the Spirit,” Am I, really? Am I? Do I count my life Of great value to self? Refuse to leave things, Exchange these for Life, itself? Am I on a given course, With ministry from...

wounded by love… I hold a “deep and burning wound;” A poignant hope That oh so soon, My Savior will appear. Desire opens within the night, When His voice I softly hear, Calling to me from afar; Or is it near – oh, so near? He in me, I in...