Showing posts with label photography. Show all posts
Showing posts with label photography. Show all posts

Sunday, March 10, 2024

A Prayer When You Don’t Know What to Pray

 










Black text of Fénelon prayer on translucent beige background over photo of pear blossoms
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“Lord,

I know not what I ought to ask of Thee;

Thou only knowest what I need:

Thou lovest me better than I know how to love myself.

O Father! Give to Thy child that which he himself knows not how to ask.

I dare not ask for crosses or consolations,

I simply present myself before Thee,

I open my heart to Thee.

Behold my needs which I know not myself;

See and do according to Thy tender mercy.

Smite or heal; depress me or raise me up;

I adore all Thy purposes without knowing them;

I am silent; I offer myself in sacrifice;

I yield myself to Thee;

I would have no other desire than to accomplish Thy will.

Teach me to pray. 

Pray Thyself in me.

Amen.”


~François de la Mothe Fénelon (1651-1715)

Tuesday, October 3, 2023

Tenderhearted Savior {A Prayer}

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Harvest Moon, September 2023

Unidentified garden plant

Moonflower and honeybee

Eastern Tiger Swallowtail, ventral wings fully open


Tenderhearted Savior,
Rich in mercy and inexhaustible in grace,
We come before you today with full hearts and empty hands:
Pour your strengthening love into our hearts
And your loving strength into our hands.
Deal gently with our infirmities;
Grant wisdom for our perplexities;
Comfort us in all adversity;
Come alongside us in every difficulty.
Hear and answer our prayers even when we have no words, only tears.
When we are in darkness, let Your light shine brighter.
When we are in pain, let Your love be nearer.
Meet us at the point of our deepest needs today,
For Your glory and our good,
In Jesus' name. Amen.

The prayer as downloadable image, white print against backdrop of flaming sunrise


(Update: Audio has now been added to "The Lord Is Peace" also.)

Saturday, July 29, 2023

The LORD Is Peace

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Lake Tawakoni from the southern shore

A path through tall trees in Lake Tawakoni State Park

Treetops and sky, Lake Tawakoni State Park

Another view of Lake Tawakoni, from the southwestern shore on a clear day



The susurration of trees and lapping of waves

Whisper in antiphon:

YAHWEH Shalom,

YAHWEH Shalom,

The Lord is peace,

The Lord strengthens His people with peace.


bright yellow sunflower, fully open, angled to upper right of frame

a honeybee crawling around the center of a large yellow sunflower that faces left


The sunflowers lean forward,

In eager expectation awaiting in hope 

The Great Day of the rising

Of the Sun of Righteousness

With healing in His wings.

(Come soon, Lord Jesus.)


Osprey perched in bare tree branches


The osprey's plaintive cry

Laments the groaning bondage of creation now.

The buzzards dance attendance on the last enemy,

Mortally wounded, defanged,

Yet still destroying in death's death throes.


Black and white warbler foraging for insects

Painted bunting in tree branch



Wordlessly, buntings and warblers, cardinals and wrens

Intone their unabashed, unceasing melody of hope

In the not yet:


Prayers are heard,

Promises true,

Prince of Peace coming;

The kingdom of this world

Will become the kingdom of our Lord,

And He shall reign forever.

Weeping will pass.

Joy will come.


The rattling cicadas beat time with their wings,

Counting down the days till deliverance

From corruption to decay.


Giant swallowtail butterfly, ventral wings

Giant swallowtail, dorsal wing


The fluttering swallowtail sips nectar,

So delicately her blooming perch barely moves.

In her partaking of the cup the Lord has filled,

She moves on, scattering with fecund prodigality

Grace for future blooms.


Trees in deep shade with Lake Tawakoni in background

A spider perches upside down in its web, which looks iridescent in the morning light

A fawn looks straight at the camera from the shelter of green trees


The trees of the field lift holy hands to heaven,

Singing for joy before the Lord,

Before He comes

Before He comes

To judge the earth in righteousness.


The nations rage;

The peoples plot and scheme,

But the susurration of trees and lapping of waves,

Yet sing, "The LORD is peace."

Sunday, December 11, 2022

The Peace of Letting Go

 “And Mary said, “Behold, the bondslave of the Lord; may it be done to me according to your word.” And the angel departed from her.”

‭‭Luke‬ ‭1‬:‭38‬ ‭NASB1995‬‬







At the end of the first week of Advent,
I escaped home duties and cacophony of power tools
For the quiet delight of the path and the trees, gorgeous
With the improvident luminosity of hope.
The membrane of severance,
As impermeable as stainless steel,
Exiles the leaves from the life of the tree,
This death necessary to protect the new life within,
Wherein dwells hope.

Behold the beauty of their surrender:
Maroon, plum, saffron, cerise,
Gold worthy of Solomon’s temple,
The forest green of the junipers,
The gnarled hands of live oaks reaching heavenward,
Palms open.
With Mary the virgin,
They accept what Providence appoints:
“Let it be to me according to your word.”

Wednesday, October 12, 2022

"This Is from Me"

“So the king did not listen to the people, for it was a turn of affairs brought about by the Lord that he might fulfill his word, which the Lord spoke by Ahijah the Shilonite to Jeroboam the son of Nebat. ‘Thus says the Lord, You shall not go up or fight against your relatives the people of Israel. Every man return to his home, for this thing is from me.’” So they listened to the word of the Lord and went home again, according to the word of the Lord.”
‭‭1 Kings‬ ‭12:15, 24‬ ‭ESV‬‬

-Black and yellow swallowtail butterfly with orange & blue spots on lower edges of wings. Orange flowers and green leaves in background
Eastern Tiger Swallowtail, dark morph, female, ventral wing

Black swallowtail butterfly on orange flowers
Eastern Tiger Swallowtail, dark morph, female, dorsal wing

In a recent Elisabeth Elliot talk my mom and I listened to, Elisabeth read a devotional piece whose author she did not know. It was beautiful but passed too quickly for me to copy it down.

As it happens, the piece, called "This Is My Doing," was written by Laura A. Barter-Snow (1864-1939) and included in the classic daily devotional Streams in the Desert. The refrain comes from the narrative in 1 Kings 12 of the tragic yet prophesied fracture of the nation of Israel into northern and southern kingdoms. Here it is in full. The reminders of God's loving sovereignty in every sort of circumstance and trial helps me to release my grip and trust Him more. May the Lord bless it to your use.

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"My child, I have a message for you today. Let me whisper it in your ear so any storm clouds that may arise will shine with glory, and the rough places you may have to walk will be made smooth. It is only four words, but let them sink into your inner being, and use them as a pillow to rest your weary head. 'This is my doing.'

"Have you ever realized that whatever concerns you concerns Me too? 'For whoever touches you touches the apple of [my] eye' (Zechariah 2:8). 'You are precious and honored in my sight' (Isaiah 43:4). Therefore it is My special delight to teach you. I want you to learn when temptations attack you, and the enemy comes in 'like a pent-up flood' (Isaiah 59:19), that 'this is my doing' and that your weakness needs My strength, and your safety lies in letting Me fight for you.

"Are you in difficult circumstances, surrounded by people who do not understand you, never ask your opinion, and always push you aside? 'This is my doing.' I am the God of circumstances. You did not come to this place by accident—you are exactly where I meant for you to be. Have you not asked Me to make you humble? Then see that I have placed you in the perfect school where this lesson is taught. Your circumstances and the people around you are only being used to accomplish My will.

"Are you having problems with money, finding it hard to make ends meet? 'This is my doing,' for I am the One who keeps your finances, and I want you to learn to depend upon Me. My supply is limitless and I 'will meet all your needs' (Philippians 4:19). I want you to prove My promises so no one may say, 'You did not trust in the LORD your God' (Deuteronomy 1:32).

"Are you experiencing a time of sorrow? 'This is my doing.' I am 'a man of suffering, and familiar with pain' (Isaiah 53:3). I have allowed your earthly comforters to fail you, so that by turning to Me you may receive 'eternal encouragement and good hope' (2 Thessalonians 2:16).

"Have you longed to do some great work for Me but instead have been set aside on a bed of sickness and pain? 'This is my doing.' You were so busy I could not get your attention, and I wanted to teach you some of My deepest truths. 'They also serve who only stand and wait.' In fact, some of My greatest workers are those physically unable to serve, but who have learned to wield the powerful weapon of prayer.

Today I place a cup of holy oil in your hands. Use it freely, My child. Anoint with it every new circumstance, every word that hurts you, every interruption that makes you impatient, and every weakness you have. The pain will leave as you learn to see Me in all things."

~Laura A. Barter Snow (originally published in 1918, public domain at this writing) 

Friday, September 16, 2022

"Do the Next Thing"

Brown butterfly with prominent eye spots on wings feeds on orange lantana blooms
Buckeye butterfly, dorsal view



Elisabeth Elliot often quoted the poem “Do the Next Thing” and its four-word refrain in her talks. The reminder has been valuable and timely lately as my family follows the Lord’s leadership on a rather circuitous path of caregiving choices for my precious mom.

Elisabeth and her husband Lars used to publish this anonymous poem as a small pamphlet, which I would sometimes enclose in a note to a friend. Here is the poem in full, along with links to 2 new printable versions you may download as my gift to you. Thank you for reading, and many thanks to you who pray for me and mine.

Beige butterfly with large eye spot on wing perches on orange lantana flowers
Buckeye butterfly, ventral view


DO THE NEXT THING

From an old English parsonage down by the sea
There came in the twilight a message to me;
Its quaint Saxon legend, deeply engraven,
Hath, it seems to me, teaching from Heaven.
And on through the doors the quiet words ring
Like a low inspiration: "DO THE NEXT THING."

Many a questioning, many a fear,
Many a doubt, hath its quieting here.
Moment by moment, let down from Heaven,
Time, opportunity, and guidance are given.
Fear not tomorrows, child of the King,
Trust them with Jesus, do the next thing.

Do it immediately, do it with prayer;
Do it reliantly, casting all care;
Do it with reverence, tracing His hand
Who placed it before thee with earnest command.
Stayed on Omnipotence, safe 'neath His wing,
Leave all results, do the next thing.

Looking for Jesus, ever serener,
Working or suffering, be thy demeanor;
In His dear presence, the rest of His calm,
The light of His countenance be thy psalm,
Strong in His faithfulness, praise and sing.
Then, as He beckons thee, do the next thing

~author unknown


In addition to that poem, English Baptist preacher Charles Spurgeon used the same phrase almost a century before Elisabeth Elliot started speaking. I only discovered this a week or so ago and offer it to you as a second witness to the same truth.

…many desire to serve Christ by standing on the top rung of the ladder. No one can get there in one step. The better way is to serve Christ by following Him, by ‘doing the next thing,’ the thing we can do—that simple little act that lies within our capacity, which will bring us no special honor but is what our Lord desires of us. In effect we can hear him say to us, ‘If anyone serves me, let him follow me, not by aiming at great things but by doing just that piece of work I put before him at the time.

In my family’s present season, we have sought guidance, believed we found the path forward, done the next thing, discovered it was only a detour or access road to a different path, and done the next next thing. We are in a holding pattern now (again), waiting and trusting for the next step to open before us.

The Lord does not always lead us by straight lines or the shortest distance between points in life. Then again, His purpose has always been His glory and our transformation into the image of Christ, not efficiency or maximum productivity as ends in themselves. Knowing and loving Him come along the journey, whether short or long. May you know, love, and trust Him more and more till you see Him face to face.

Grace and peace to you in Jesus. Courage, dear hearts.

Do the Next Thing Printable, Version 1

Do the Next Thing Printable, Version 2


Saturday, March 5, 2022

Tipsy-topsy Moon




The tipsy topsy turvy bowl
Of waning gibbous moon
Spills out the unceasing hesed of YHWH,
Fresh-brewed mercies for fresh day's needs,
YHWH-Jireh having seen to every desert well
And thicket-caught ram
The children of His covenant require.

*hesed: Hebrew for steadfast love, loyal love, unfailing love, etc.
*YHWH: Hebrew name by which God identified Himself to Moses in Exodus 3:14; "I AM" or "The LORD"
*YHWH-Jireh: "I AM will see to it" or "I AM will provide," in Genesis 22