saving elizabeth

A New Year

2012-01-17T15:28:00.002-07:00

You don't live in time, do You?
Ageless One, You prevail. Amen

What Have I Done

2011-11-12T20:12:00.000-07:00

where are You?

Your Visit

2011-03-27T19:28:00.000-06:00

You came at just the right time, when
in worship, we knew we wanted to see you.

we knew if we pressed in a little more,
you would show up.

we knew because you've never let us down.

and we were hungry, we were thirsty, we were desperate.

And there You were. Spirit of Life. Sweet love's desire.
Holy Fire!

And here you are.

Praise

2011-03-19T10:20:00.000-06:00

You are my Hope
my Sanctification, my Justification
my Jubilation!

You are my Life,
falling down, I worship you.
Staying in Your presence
is my desire

Holy Fire

Tend the coals of my heart's true
treasure
Untold Glories, Unimaginable Measure!

Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujah!

Clouds of Witness

2011-03-19T10:06:00.000-06:00

Oh cumulus beauty towering in the firmament above
whitened beyond earths' comprehension

Sanctification stands before me
in my unwashed and drunken state

Oh, Witnesses of His Glory!
How is it that you are revealed to me now?

Broken and ashamed, your faithfulness
contrasts my weakness

by the infinite measure of love
cast aside for the paltry and despicable
flesh

believing a lie, that Hope had washed ashore
after the wreckage of my dreams
the dog returned.

Oh Cloud of Brothers and Sisters in Christ,
who faithfully gave it all,
how beautiful you are.

Saints in the Halls of Heaven, not statues
of marbled stone, cold and shaped by man,
but hearts of fire, fueled by the Love of Him
who gave His Life freely,
the Rocks, the Church, His Bride.

My vision, my souls answer in it's inevitable search
for Beauty and Purpose, you stand before me

and I say yes, I want to join you, I want to be one
who stands for Him.

I know I am not worthy and I know I do not deserve this
call to Grace, but I am desperate for Him
and will do whatever it takes

to be called His friend and yours.

While Japan Drowns

2011-03-11T20:57:00.001-07:00

Magnitudes of numbers
seismic scales
people's wails

Silent brooding thunder
of earth moving under

and still it moves
like a fire breathing monster
underneath the oceans floor
stealing peace, wanting more

O Holy Rock You do not move
You hold us still
We pray for our brothers and sisters

in the land called Japan
but it is your land, your beloved ones
are calling to you now.

I can hear them, silent shock
why me? why now? why?

Redeemer, keep your promise
Never to leave us.

Keep your promise
never to forsake those
who trust in You.

Coming of Age

2011-03-05T09:49:00.001-07:00

I've not a glorious life to see
looking at chaos is looking at me.

but somewhere inside, along with fear,
lust, ambition and pride

there You are! My King, My Lord,
and here am I, your bride.

not attired in robes of shame,
folds of brokenness and veils
of tears,

but wrapped in thanksgiving and praise
I saw your Glory. I see your Face.

I kneel in adoration of such a magnificent
embrace.

silently, Your presence, Living Peace
creates a world unknown,
yet familiar to me

as if I have been looking ever since
I breathed in the first air of my existence

Your Spirit, Your Life in me, like the deer
panting for water, stay near, stay near
Heavenly Father.

One With The Son

2011-02-05T16:52:00.000-07:00

Won't you make us one, as you with the Father
Make us one
Make us one

Saving Grace

2010-12-19T09:26:00.000-07:00

Little is the word that comes to mind
when i think of my own understanding

of your Greatness,

a little here, a little there,
as it has been written, 'we know in part'

but then!

We shall see face to Face, all of your Mercy
and all of your Grace!

For now, the little, the part, the shadow, the tinge, the hue
the threads that speak of You,

are enough to make my heart explode, my praise to rise up like
bubbles of joy in a spring unleashed from miles of prison rock,
piles upon piles of shame, sin and unjust deeds gone insane.

Holy Truth! You are my desire, my hope for living in the Light.
Holy Word, speak now to who I am, for you have become my delight,

I now know that which I sought to unleash the pain, through anger
or material gain or salve of drug or alcohol,
only pushed the truth away. Let me stay, let me stand, let me pray.

Holy One. You alone are worthy of my Praise.

Thank you.

Believing

2010-11-07T18:56:00.000-07:00

Believing is not seeing, believing is living
breathing, catching the wind of the Spirit
and holding on for dear life.

Believing is trusting. Trusting that the One
who holds you aloft will not let you fall.

Trusting is loving. Loving His every Word.
He is the Word. Imagine that.

Loving is believing. Loving is trusting.
Loving is never being alone, having your best friend
at the flick of a humble heart.

Sometimes

2010-08-24T10:03:00.000-06:00

Just to say I trust You
Just to mention how much I love You
Is all I can do.

You are worthy of all my praise,
my heart wants to know nothing more
than You.

Bless the Lord, O my soul!

Manifold

2010-08-07T10:09:00.002-06:00

Oh the manifold wisdom and billows of love
Filling the universe more than full, overflowing
Measurement of grace and truth
The hem of your garment
Earth….. your footstool!

Stretched but limitless in depth and mercy
Oh, your mercy!

(falls on the ground and feels the earth give way
Flying through the heavens, into Love’s mysteries
Unfolding, simply, just to say, I love you!)

Manifold Love, Breath of Life
Burrowed into Your presence
Je te’ Adore
Resting, releasing,
Lord of Shavuot

Holy, holy, holy
Is the Lord!

Seraphim rejoicing, calling out
To come
to the Wedding
Relationship with the Son.

Married to His power
Overwhelmed once again,
Amazed beyond understanding
Grace has covered sin.

Grace has covered sin!
Freedom, O taste and see
That the Lord is Good
Let Mercy cover me.

Manifold, beyond the dimension
Of my sight, you are the
Joy that shines in darkened night

You reign in heavens place
And fill the humbled earth
With your Mercy
And Your Grace!

Why oh Why

2010-07-27T07:30:00.002-06:00

Why oh Why do I moan
from day to day?
Is it too much to ask
that a joy remain, to stay?

I know you love me, Father
you are true,
why do I still hesitate
to trust in You?

Why oh Why does my heart
skip Your beat
and seek to find my own
why oh why do I moan?

(I'm moaning now)

Moses moaned, I am not he
I have seen the Christ,
alive in me
oh, set me free!

Release Your Promise
the nectar of Your Presence
the comfort of Your Spirit
My Portion! Let me see!

Oh sweet Saviour, it is You
My heart's desire, sweet
and full of Grace and Truth
ah, it is Your heartbeat.

Amen

hope looks like...

2010-03-04T21:25:00.004-07:00

what does hope look like?

waves of joy
that carry me swiftly to a destination
that I could not have imagined.
not in a million, zillion years.

tears of joy
at the thought that once the tears
were spent on broken hearted sobs
that spewed from deep within, a pain
I never could have imagined
not in a million, zillion years.

my hope is in you, Lord
and I know you will never leave me
or forsake me
through the joy, the pain and
not in a million, zillion years.

2

2009-12-22T08:20:00.001-07:00

Oh, my. How quickly the year went by.
Have I nothing to say about you, Father?
No way.
This year has seen a change in me
a quiet growing of my trust.
A year of tumultuous victory
a year of setting something free.

I cannot write it out for now,
it waits for a touch from Thee.

what next

2009-04-24T08:27:00.002-06:00

there is a lull it seems
in constant pain and hopeless dreams
there is a lull sometimes
when nothing moves
and nothing rhymes

and in this void of movement
in this waveless sea
like a puppet hanging limp
fear stalks the likes of me

I am no longer screaming
my voice has lost it's shrill
the quiet cloud of waiting
descends and I am still

I sigh with anticipation
I cannot stand the wait
here comes the condemnation,
self-loathing and self-hate.

where and why and how
is a mystery to me
all I know is that alone
death appears and beckons me

i hang my head; pain and I agree

but wait, as they say, there's more
i am alive it seems
something deeper still is stirred
and makes it's way upfront

hope! but why, based on what?
hope! remember it is said?
that when you drink the grape juice
and eat the matzah bread?

there's hope in every piercing
hope in every mark
hope in blood soaked broken flesh
where your death is parked

oh blessed hope, oh happy day
I remember now, He washed my sins away!
and now as i sit still and wait
it's love that finds His way

and blessed quiet, heart aglow
while waves of love renew
the simple gift of your life in me
and the joy of loving You!

End of Year, Beginning of Now

2008-12-28T10:03:00.002-07:00

Oh, Lord, it seems the life I've made
Has been wrought with error.

Can't I please go back and unhurt
those I've scarred for life?

Oh, Lord, it seems the steps I've taken
have turned into a nightmare.

Won't you allow time to dissolve
long enough to turn the other way?

How is it your blood covers my sins?
How is it your love washed over me?

Who am I to have this option available?
This is a day of miracles.

Each day I realize that You have made a way
out of the wilderness of sin and doubt

Is a day of miracles.

I hope and pray for those I've hurt
For wrong steps taken, that Your Love
would be the only option in their lives
as well.

Thank you for a sweet desperation. A grasping
.....a poverty of love that only your coffers of
salvation can fill.

Blessed is the one who trusts in the Lord!

waiting

2008-09-25T14:07:00.004-06:00

waiting
as i wait i see too much of me

as i wait, my tears dry
and i have time to wonder why

as i wait, the sun peeks out
the clouds part, and i no longer pout

as i wait, a bird sings
and joyfully brings

news that God is out
and about

as I wait, i forget the demand
for right now, or i can't stand

as I wait, a still small voice
stirs inside and I rejoice

Report From The Abyss

2008-08-19T11:17:00.003-06:00

Sinking lower, spinning head
nothing worse than my own bed
that which good or bad has bred
steals from me your grace.

no, haunts and taunts and drains
the lifeblood of hope and daily good
sapping will to live.

but then, in dire straits, your word
become flesh reminds me that
somehow i can trust, even tho
I am slayed.

the night does not give up so easily
and day wakens to despair
and still i labor to breathe
and fear casts its wave
and crashes on my souls' dismay.

but hope calls
and dreams come true
and lightening strikes the blackened sky
and I come running home to You.

Father's Day

2008-06-14T12:20:00.002-06:00

Oh, that you know what I need...
to lie at rest at your feet.
To repose in your love
the world swirls and cascades
in tumultuous clamoring
of attention.
and now without the world, what have I?
who am I?
in you, my Lord...
what can I give
As Peter said, 'silver and gold have I none,
but such as I have, give I thee.....
In the name of Jesus Christ, rise up and walk.'

speak to yourself (I whisper softly to my own heart),
despair be gone.

Rise and shine, for your Creator has Redeemed your broken soul.

Why is that so hard to grasp?

Early on

2008-06-09T09:17:00.002-06:00

Loving too much, is bad for the soul
No one else can make you whole

Caring so much that the world can fall
If you’re not loved back or loved at all

Waiting too long for the pain to subside
Telling the Lord of the tears that you’ve cried

Your bottle of tears is too small for the wound
The wholeness you’re seeking is bigger than you

Larger than life, sweeter than rain
Bloodthirsty death, hells own pain

Cannot come close to God’s Holy reign.

Holy, Holy, Holy, Lord God Almighty,
Early in the morning we sing our Praise to You.

Keeping too much holding it tight
Setting your goal on making it right

All of your dots and tittles in line
Don’t make the grade, don’t make you fine.

Being the god of your world won’t do
your self sacrifice is all about you

you and you and you alone
walking the steps only you have known

why not look up and instead let it go
your you isn’t all there is to know

or come close to what God has made whole.

Holy, Holy, Holy, Lord God Almighty,
Early in the morning we sing our Praise to You.

Tulips

2008-05-16T09:58:00.003-06:00

If ever I've seen the handiwork of the Lord
it is evidenced in the tulip.
Before the flower; the bulb.
Encased in the teardropped womb,
living grace and singular beauty will enfold.
The bud is etched with design and color
before the bloom is exposed, one realizes
that beauty calls to beauty.
As if the manifold wisdom of God is etched into
every strand of His creation.
He doesn't shine because the 'greatest' thing,
has been discovered. All things created by Him
are great and waiting for discovery.
How then shall we live?
What do we need of material things when before us
is arrayed the curious, the wonderful, the soul-satisfying
depths of seeking our Beloved.
In His creation, in His unending mercy, in His great power,
and in His sacrifice we have great riches.

Walking the Dream

2008-03-26T20:34:00.002-06:00

Father, you are faithful in the most wonderful ways.
First of all the faithfulness to send yourself as our Savior.
And then, you bless the very paths our feet tread upon daily.
You bless our daily bread and our lives.
What more could we ask for?

That you bless others, that we might be able to share you
with those who don't know you.

Dead men...walking
Alive in Christ.

Coming Home

2008-02-20T08:37:00.002-07:00

Sometimes I wonder what home really means? The Lord didn't have a place to lay his head. Probably spent time with Lazarus and Mary and Martha. But His secret place was away, alone, in the desert.
I've spent my whole life looking for my home. I've gone through houses, husbands, jobs, but I still feel homeless. Until I look to the Lord.
I realize throughout my lifetime, I've rested in Him, only to leave to find that 'home'.
[sigh]
Oh, Lord, please give me a whack on the head if I ever leave you to look for home again.

Why Me?

2008-02-05T20:04:00.000-07:00

I don't know why, or how you love me.
But I know you do.

Selah.

Celebrate!

2008-01-25T10:05:00.000-07:00

Holy Lord, what do we have in this life, but the Life you have given us.
This is the day that the Lord has made, we will rejoice and be glad in it!

Think about how we think about life. Is it in things around us?
No, it is that wonderful awareness that we are.
Yeshua said that His name is 'I Am'.

What is coming or what has passed cannot take or add to who we are in Christ.

I pray, oh Father, that this day will reflect the joy of who you are as you dwell in my heart, oh merciful Love, use me today so that others who don't know
how great your Grace reaches to our depths, will have a glimpse and call on Your Name.

White Christmas

2007-12-26T10:04:00.000-07:00

Just another Christmas, but in Colorado, the snowfall was the highest ever recorded on Christmas day. It was wonderful. Like living in a snow globe. Looking outside the window the white fluffy flakes fell continuously throughout the day.

Candles and Christmas tree lights created a Ritz-Carlton ambiance at the dinner table.

It felt like Sunday, I suppose because the day focused my attention on the ‘reason for the season’, Jesus Christ. The one who came to save.

If ever a person needed saving, it is me. I am awash in error. But like the new fallen snow outside, the promise of forgiveness covers my iniquity.

‘Though your sins be as scarlet, they shall be white as snow.’

A Christmas like no other. No more acting out a role, like an independent child home for the holidays, only to flit away before the New Year. No more Mom the wonder-woman. No more working hard to be accepted.

I’ve fallen short, yet, this is the time to reflect on what has been given to me. Why would I deserve blessings?

Grace and grace.

Grace is the answer for the season. Grace speaks at Christmas. The Santa naughty and nice routine speaks of grace. Because we all know that the naughty side of the ledger exceeds the nice, yet we all receive blessings.

The blessing of family and friends, the blessings of freedom to worship our Lord and King.

Deep, white snow…forgiveness…grace. Truly a white Christmas for us all.

Sharing

2007-12-13T08:35:00.000-07:00

It's been a while since I posted, it's not that the Lord hasn't been working in my life. I thought I would have to shut my business down, and the Lord intervened in a way that not only brought a blessing to me, but to others as well.
I've also been sharing my dilemma with others. It's interesting how people open up when everyone is in the same boat.

Two people spontaneously shared their struggles with me. It blessed me. Their faith encouraged me.

And they, like me, struggle with accepting Grace, with standing on forgiveness, with trusting in a spiritual Husband.

May our time of honor for the Light of the World be filled with Him, humbled that He loves us, joyful in His presence, content in His Peace that passes understanding.

To Monica

2007-10-14T07:59:00.000-06:00

My cousin died in her Mother's arms.

I wanted just to hug you
before you slipped away
there were some things
I wanted to say:
I remember when you were the sweetest
little girl.
Your love for your 'Nina'
and your red, bouncy curls.
You grew so tall and strong
it's like you knew all along
you'd be going home before us
and you left us with your song.
It's a song of selfless love
of caring from your heart,
of putting on a nurse's cap
and knowing where to start.
To minister to those in need, and
turning not away
from pain, from tears, from
wasted years,
but gently hear you say, don't worry,
it's going to be okay.

Wandering

2007-09-07T08:40:00.002-06:00

Like corridors of haze
I wander through the maze
of what is real and what's a lie

then I change my gaze
heavenward it's raised
and am lifted up on high

singing songs of praise
to the Ancient of Days
brings me back to Life!

August

2007-08-11T10:22:00.000-06:00

Lord, sometimes it seems I've lost my dreams
the morning looks bleak and dreary
But I know you're here and I know you're near
and I know I don't have to worry.

Oh, Father of Lights! My own delight!
This sabbath please renew me.
Let me hear your voice and see your face
and send your Spirit to me.

Ha Shem, Your Name brings great joy within
and I am humbled by Your Great Love
as I think of all my sin

Blessed be Your Name, oh Lord.

and now it's summer

2007-07-02T21:37:00.000-06:00

Why haven't I written in so long. It's not that I haven't sought your face everyday, it's not that I don't long to be with you.
When I was a child, I remember asking my daddy for the moon, I can still see it.
A full moon, so beautiful and distant. What longing, what desire and yet what vanity.
How hopeless and empty, to wish for the moon.
But I was a child and it seemed logical to me. And yet how much do I still long for and yearn for the things of this world when, if I looked a little farther at the Creator of this world, all of my desire would lay down at His pierced and risen feet.

Oh the joy when I realize that all along, it was My Lord who was calling to me, not His creation.

yes, Lord

Is It Any Wonder?

2007-05-03T12:11:00.000-06:00

Really, doesn't the Lord ask us to leave all and follow Him? That means leave all desires, hopes, aspirations, and sit and listen to Him.
Let the day unfold, as if some Wonderful Planner had it planned all along.

Release the worry, the tension and unleash the Praise and Worship.

Get along with the Spirit. Didn't He say that the one who is born again is like the wind?

Praise You, Father, you are my strong rock and you will lead me into your Kingdom.

What about the dog days of spring?

2007-04-11T09:33:00.000-06:00

Why would anyone feel droopy in the springtime? How can sunny days and tulips trigger depression and gloom?
Could it be because the inner man is taking cues from a different reality?

I've often wondered how people with financial security could suffer the blues...or beautiful people could hate themselves. And it is occuring to me that the same lies that go off in my head, afflict most people.

How much I believe the lies is up to me. Or them. But reality does begin in the mind, the conscious, the inner being.

That's why understanding the Lord is so important, understanding who I am in the Lord is factual.

Seasons come and go, beauty is fleeting, but the Lord who Created and Redeemed me never changes.

Sometimes a break is too easily fixed....

2007-03-31T20:14:00.000-06:00

Sometimes I really feel like I've been humbled.
I am low, so low. And then a flicker of my old self
twinkles. I'm not really broken, I'm playing possum.

I used to throw tantrums and feel like I was dying.
But after the dramatics, I was still kicking.

What is it to really die to self?

It must have something to do with living to/in Christ.

If He is really present, then I must really be gone.

I can only hope.

Going Against the Grain

2007-03-26T08:11:00.000-06:00

Sometimes it seems that the wave of unbelief can carry
me to the place where I admit defeat.
A thought that what I am praying for, just can't happen.
Fear seeps in. Who says it can't happen? Who has spoken...

Is that you, Lord?

Switch to navigation by faith. What does the Word say?

So, when I pray for my son's wholeness, I rebuke the unbelief. I cry
out, Lord, I believe, help thou my unbelief and soon, I hear that
my son has improved a bit.

Peace washes over me.

Wasn't manna given in the desert, here and then gone in a moment? How much is
our feast a momentary thing, yet, like bricks on the road to Rome, our daily bread, brings us one more moment home.

Spring

2007-03-21T08:14:00.000-06:00

Well, it's been a long and wonderful winter.

Wonderful winter? Yes. The Lord is the reason for season, remember?

And that is spring, summer, fall and winter. Do we change with the seasons?

No. We ought to spiritually stay on course. This is where I believe, idolatry can come creeping in. We begin to rejoice with the new growth, and the warmth, but isn't this focusing on the creation rather than the creator?

What about the confusion of the term Easter? Don't we know that it has a pagan root coming from Ishtar, the pagan goddess of fertility?

Celebrating the Messianic version of Jewish Passover and the holiday of firstfruits, can keep us on focus, I believe.

Come on, lets make a few changes. Let's be leaders.

Let's have a great spring.

It's Snowing

2006-10-26T08:15:00.000-06:00

Snow covers everything. Fields that were brown and full of weeds yesterday are covered over. When the sun comes out the snow will glisten, and sparkle like a field of diamonds.
How do I see myself when I confess my sins and am forgiven?
The Bible says my sins are covered and they are white as snow, that means the snow becomes the metaphor for my sins. I often make the mistake that the covering of the snow is all I have to claim. That somehow my sins are covered, just like the little weeds that show themselves as little lumps under the snow. My sins don't actually seem to go away.
But the Bible says they are white....as snow.....
Every now and then I really get it. That in Christ, I am pure.
And it impacts how I see others. They are forgiven as well.
And I can truly rest in Him.
Peace. Selah

Grace Under Fire

2006-10-08T07:07:00.000-06:00

Or should I say, Grace in fire? One thing I know for sure, is that grace is the key to understanding the whole Christian thing.
Jewish law, attaining Nirvana, solidarity for unity, whatever the moniker, working to attain the righteousness we're hungry for will never make it.

The only way to peace is through the finished work of Christ.

I just heard a girl singing. Her song had a phrase, that went something like this:
"I wish I was a girl with flowers in her hair", she related back to the year 1969.
Her song indicated that back then, there was something different than now.

Back then, it was still Grace that got you where you needed to go.

The only way
to run away
from the toil of today
is to say
Grace
and Peace, through our Lord, Yeshua Ha Meshiach

September

2006-09-16T14:21:00.000-06:00

Winds gently blow
over my sinful soul
cooler, cleansing,
letting the old man go.

Rosh Ha Shannah, feasting
trumpets blow
newest of the new
overwhelms my sorrow

Happy Birthday Yeshua
Happy Birthday Earth
Happy, happy, joy joy
Happy time of Birth.

And see, first the eve,
then the day
at this time of harvest
winter looms, spring is on her way.

insight

2006-08-25T17:09:00.000-06:00

Oh Lord, you have been here all along
I pray for wisdom

Oh Lord, you have seen my distress
I pray that I can let my burden roll away

Oh Lord, you are so awesome, so wonderful
I pray

Oh Lord!

Praying

2006-08-08T14:01:00.000-06:00

I think it's time to pray for our enemies. Bin Laden, Hezbollah, Iran, etc.
Realizing that Yeshua died for all. Realizing that we have to defend ourselves, yet at the same time to pray that these poor wretched souls who may have never heard the good news, will have a chance for salvation.
Do you believe that Yeshua is your Creator and Redeemer?
Then stand up and fight the spiritual battle. For the souls of those He died for.

Lets pray....

Humbled

2006-06-28T06:54:00.000-06:00

Humbled, my heart receives your love
you fought, you stood the pain
you took it all upon yourself
and not for your own gain

It was for me, and for my own
it was for me, to bring me home
it was for me you died in shame
so Lord I praise your Holy name

Today is yours I freely give
And pray that you in me will live.

I Have Been Wondering

2006-05-29T08:14:00.000-06:00

I have been wondering why I personally know of someone who has a lot of money.
Especially since I have none.
I would prefer not to know about the trips, the houses, the families that can see each other at the drop a ticket.
But I know them, and I love them.
That's the hard part. I have had to separate my love from my desire for things.

Basic things.

Here is why I think I know them. It's like an anti-biotic, a vaccination of a small dose of the disease, helps to build up an immunity.
The disease? Greed, love of money. Believing that if you had it, everthing would be okay.

The antidote? Love. God's love, where Godliness with contentment is great gain.
I had a small taste of being able to buy what I thought I needed, or go where I thought I should go, and I remember it. But was it the Lords' will?

Now, I feel I should be doing this or going there or paying this. But I can't.

The Lord knows... I seek the contentment that He loves me and has my best interest in mind and allows what He will. Yes, I know what my obligations are, but my heart must always be in the right place, no matter what. My heart does belong to Daddy, Abba, and He knows my needs. My inheritance is Him, my wealth is trusting in His love. No one can take that from me, it will not devalue or rust.

I have been vaccinated, I have the scar on my heart, and I am full of trust in my King! Glorious Lord, who watches over me and my family, Blessed Be Your Name!

The Time

2006-05-26T21:15:00.000-06:00

It seems like a short time that I've written, but a month has gone by.
And here I am, waiting on you, Father.
Blessed Assurance.

He Is Risen Indeed

2006-04-22T21:27:00.000-06:00

This past Easter, everywhere, where Christians gather, a celebration occured.
Prayers abounded, folks who only go once a year, went.
May we celebrate each and every day the rest of this year in such a fashion.
As our Pastor stated, the Meshiach presented His answer to a very profound question, 'what does a God do who is perfect love and who is perfectly just?'.
The perfect, most complete and whole answer, is that which we celebrated last Sunday, the Resurrection.

And how we love your perfect Sacrifice, oh Lord,
for now we rest, and have our peace
and seek your face, free from guilt and shame,
and how we love your perfect Love, anointed One,
and how our hearts beat your name.

Spring

2006-04-08T18:45:00.000-06:00

Spring is here, I have a new job, the job is w/a start-up company and there are buds on the trees, singing birds ...
It's not that newness springs up out of nothing, as the roots have been growing and getting nourishment all winter.
My heart's winter is also passing by. The deepness of my love for my Lord has been growing because I have been trusting.
Trusting during the dark times. Trusting and hoping against hopelessness and despair has created new pathways for roots that dig deep into the catacombs of those who held on and found a way through.
It might seem trivial to some, to struggle with the inability to take care of yourself, indeed, it slips into a battle between life and death.
However, the life and the death that is truly important, I have found, is the life I find in Christ and the death I seek wholeheartedly is that one that is found at the cross of my Crucified Lord.
This is the big ring, this is where the killer blows bang out the flesh of my worldly soul and leaves my Spiritman triumphant.
This struggle between taking care of myself and to trust in the One who feeds the sparrows of the field is about pride. Simple, and sinful, pride.
I am broken, but my soul rests.
And it is spring!

O Believe

2006-02-06T11:55:00.000-07:00

O believe
and take your darkened doubts
to task
for you have been called
by the Master (no more wandering for your thirsty soul)

O believe
you hardened heart and
full of sorrow
for the King's promise
has made you whole.

And if your life seems
pressed and crushed into the sieve
then rest assured your brokenness
is made perfect
when you believe.

Poor like me

2006-02-05T10:46:00.000-07:00

When I see the words, that He became the poorest of the poor, I realize that I have years and years of shame because of my financial status.
My walls of pride break down, because He loves me and He was poor like me.
I don't have to strive anymore, I don't have to pretend to be something else.
How great, how marvelous, He is!

Like a wave

2006-01-22T10:10:00.000-07:00

Like a wave over rocks
your Spirit soothes
the aggregate harshness
finally moves

Be still, my heart
is void of pain
Furrowed clay
wicks springed rain

All but Your love
has disappeared
And so the death grip
Of all that I feared

horses and shields

2006-01-06T11:38:00.000-07:00

as of today, i am 'in the red', but let it be known, that the red i claim is the blood of the Lamb.
Some put their trust in horses (and bank accounts and networking and good jobs, etc.), but my Lord is a shield about me. He won't let me be ashamed of my hope in Him.
If i walk in Him daily, then daily my needs will be met....it's the tomorrows that throw me for a loop, but don't worry about tomorrow.
Note from the field...chin up, heart full of trust....
now go out and reflect His light. It's all about Him anyway.

new year

2006-01-05T08:31:00.000-07:00

well, i moved to a new house and thanks to a heart that cares, it is my house. all that is wrong with it and all that is wonderful.
ownership is a strange thing. when i was renting, the bad things were the landlords responsibility. now they are mine. and they are not so bad. before they were irritating, and if not taken care of....well, a pain in the neck.
now....they are a part of the package.
if i take ownership of my own self, quit blaming someone else, or events, or anything else....it seems that perhaps i can find the good along with the bad, trek on my path, and praise my Lord who treks before me and behind me.
Forgive me, Father, for not taking ownership of my life.

Steady As She Goes

2005-11-27T13:50:00.000-07:00

This is for you, dear one, who may have believed the Lord for some great or small thing. What is it you hoped for? Was it not His dear will be done? Then hope on, my warrior, keep in mind that His will shall be shown in it's completion in His time.

Steady as she goes. Is it not the Lord Himself who tugged at your heart when you made that decision to go ahead with the plan? Was it not the thought that you would have more of Him? And what is keeping you from Him now?

Is it your lack of trust, that somehow something went wrong? Does trusting mean controlling?

Take a deep breath, trust, and keep trusting.

new day

2005-11-13T13:00:00.000-07:00

I am determined to trust in the Lord. Determined. I heard Psalm 27 performed with a new musical interpretation. It was beautiful. The Lord is my strength and my salvation, whom shall I fear?
Take it to heart, have no fear.

Good Sabbath

2005-11-05T20:49:00.000-07:00

As I worshipped today in church, I believed I was in the centered in the Lord. It seemed that He was surrounding me and He was in me in a symmetrical fashion. Equally on all sides. And I was in Him equally on all sides. I in Him and He in me. And I thought about the mirror in which we see darkly. And I realize that as wonderful as it was to worship and to have communion, it is a taste...a drop....a crumb. But how marvelous it is.

Shabbat2

2005-11-04T19:35:00.000-07:00

Shabbat Shalom!

Shabbat

2005-11-04T19:30:00.000-07:00

This is the beginnng of Shabbat. I rest in you, Oh Lord. (Still no work) However, I am not leaning towards panic, but I remember the feeling of having money in the bank, or knowing that I have work. I can keep the feeling. It's really the trust that makes the difference.

So I rest in You, Oh Lord.

Neverending Mercy.

1 November

2005-11-01T09:04:00.000-07:00

OH MY! No work, nothing on the horizon....but I am trusting in the One who said to 'seek ye first the kingdom of God and all these things shall be added unto you.'
Ok...but how do I know I am seeking first the 'kingdom' and what is the 'kingdom'?

Fine, well, the kingdom seems to be the realm of the King. And this usually brings me to the notion of a parallel universe. I have a choice. To look for the reality wherein exists the tree of life universe, and live there, or keep my eyes on the world that I see with my own eyes.

What does this kingdom look like? Right now, I can see the tree. During this autumn season, it's easy to imagine what the tree of life looks like, on fire, shimmering, beautiful, enchanting.

I keep looking, and I see my Lord, who I imagine with scars on His beautiful face, where they pulled his beard out and He was mashed into nothingness, for me, thank Him very much.

This is the righteousness that goes along with the realm of the King. The place where justice was met. My sin, your sin. Okay, I don't have to spend the day worrying about making things right. He already took care of that.

Anyway, I am a servant in this kingdom. I mean, I was purchased by this King of Kings, with His blood. So, I can't just go out and do my own thing. I am grateful. Full of thanksgiving.

And I look around and it looks pretty clear. How can I serve? How can I love? How can I bring Him glory?

I will do my best to serve you, Lord. I am so thankful! I don't have anything to hope in except you, and I pray for those who read this, that they might be blessed and encouraged, as well.

First day of spring

2005-03-20T18:30:00.000-07:00

It's the first day of spring and the beginning of saving elizabeth.....a journey into the vast immeasurable arms of Grace.....my life as one who is very much in love with Yeshua the Christ.

Here goes....