Live the Rising…

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original artwork from the heart of j

Praise God…each in his own way…throughout this holy day…

With song or dance or silent prayer…arms and heart lifted up in the air…

Celebrating the freedom He has gifted to you…

Through the death of His Son and a love so true.

Live thanksgiving…live the Rising!

Lighting a Holy Lamp…

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In the morning…When I begin to wake…it happened again…

That feeling that you, beloved, had stood over me …all night long…keeping watch…

that feeling…

that as soon as I began to wake….

you put your lips to my forehead and lit a holy lamp…

inside my heart.     – Hafiz

The Beauty of Becoming…

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Have you ever looked into the eyes of others and seen the beauty of their becoming?

A beauty intertwined with the reality of their brokenness?

For grafted to Love eternal, brokenness is but the sap of transformation.

His gaze upon us penetrates the masks of the false self and draws us into the becoming.

Will you meet His gaze?

In the Midst…

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Why wait until tomorrow…

to live the rising in the dying?

And how can we live the rising in the dying of (you fill in the blank: chronic illness, terminal illness, failed marriage, financial ruin, addictions, depression, the toxic stuff of life)?

By offering praise and thanksgiving…

IN THE MIDST.

For we exist to be the praise of His glory…

and we live the rising in the dying with a heart-knowing of the Resurrection.

Why wait until tomorrow…

to live the rising in the dying?

“We were indeed buried with him through baptism into death, so that, just as Christ was raised from the dead by the glory of the Father, we too might live in newness of life.  For if we have grown into union with him through a death like his, we shall also be united with him in the resurrection.Rom 6:4-5

Whack-A-Mole…

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Doing good…doing fine…

oops it’s whack-a-mole time.

Illness, relationships, the stuff of life…

We all live our own particular strife.

Doing good…doing fine…

oops, it’s whack-a-mole time.

The mallet comes, we fall to the ground…

but by His strength we soon abound.

Doing good…doing fine…

oops it’s whack- a- mole time.

We can choose to focus on the whacking of the mole…

Or the grace of purification that makes us whole.

Doing good…doing fine…

oops it’s whack-a-mole time.

When “splat with stuff” offer a sacrifice of praise…

a grateful heart that fills the day.

Doing good…doing fine…

Is it whack-a-mole time?

No, doing good…doing fine…

it’s Resurrection time.

(Dedicated to all who struggle with chronic illness)

“In everything give thanks; for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus for you. ” 1 Thes 5:18

The Now of the Day…

Why dumpster dive in the past…

when you can wade in the streams of living water today?

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Why slow down the journey with suitcases of unnecessary…

when the Master has offered to carry your bags?

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Today, the present, the now… is the gift to live.

Enjoy the now of the day and relish the treasures within.

Reading the Compass…

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“To hear ourselves talk about God, we might think that God is some kind of satellite navigational aid on life’s dashboard.

We think that if we listen hard enough we will hear the divine signals coming through keep right, take the next exit, take a left in half a mile. But it isn’t so easy!

We have to make every choice ourselves, but not alone.

The wisdom we have is not in some add-on gadget, but within us.

God’s guidance is not a GPS-device, but perhaps a compass.

God never promised an easy ride, with all decisions made for us by some divine website in the sky.

But God promises to travel with us, every mile of the way, helping us pay attention to the terrain, to notice the signs – to read the compass. ” Margaret Siff

Razor of Mercy…

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The current of life draws one to the threshold of death…

and there the razor of His mercy cuts into the core of who we are…

and then even deeper…

shaving away the bulk of the camel that seeks to pass through the eye of the needle.

Blessed the soul that steps from the threshold into the bowels of death in this life…

for one must die with Christ in order to be risen with Him.

“Give thanks to the Lord, for his is good, for his mercy endures forever. Let the house of Israel say, “His mercy endures forever.” Let those who fear the Lord say, “His mercy endures forever.”  Ps 118:1-2