Thursday, January 21, 2016

Delay {A Poem}

Now Jesus loved Martha, and her sister, and Lazarus.  When therefore He heard that he was sick, He stayed then two days longer in the place where He was (John 11:5-6).

He loved them, so He waited…
    Until the last moment,
    Beyond it,
    Until death had firmly taken hold,
    Until hope had gone 
        And mourners filled the house.

He loved them, so He waited…
    Until impossibility
    Made room for Glory.

from the archives

Saturday, January 16, 2016

Winter Birds

"Therefore I tell you, do not be anxious about your life, what you will eat or what you will drink, nor about your body, what you will put on. 

Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothing? 

Look at the birds of the air: they neither sow nor reap nor gather into barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them.

Are you not of more value than they?"

 Matthew 6:25-26, ESV

(White-winged and mourning dove, Northern cardinal, goldfinches, house finch, and dark-eyed juncoes)