Thursday, June 28, 2007

Breathe...

1 Thessalonians 5:16-18
Rejoice always,Pray without ceasing,in every thing give thanks; for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus for you.


Psalm 89: 15-17
Blessed are the people who know the joyful sound! They walk, O Lord, in the light of your countenance. In Your name they rejoice all day long, and in Your righteousness they are exalted. For you are the glory of their strength, And in Your favor our horn is exalted.


I Breathe...
and celebrate the work of His hands.
I stand upon the rock
and feel the ocean spray tickling my skin,
and the breeze rushing into my lungs
to rejuvinate flesh and spirit after the fire burned
... Breathe...
and look up to the night sky with the brightness of eye
that is ushered into the spirit by the promise of night passing.
the cloak of nightfall has its' purpose in the Father's hands.

I breathe..
and know that He is God. My maker and re-creator when I bring Him my pieces
in anticipation of His willingness to put them back together again.
...Hands lifted to heaven reflect the loosened grip of clay on that which
rightly belongs to the Potter.

I breathe a prayer,
breathing in forgiveness...
...and pushing out the debris of self-seeking and pride...

He whispers His word in my spirit and writes upon the tablet of my soul. Images of freedom and elegant grace enfold me as a purple cascade of Spirit rain...
The imprints remain for now of fishing hook scars and memories of cloak and
claws...yet the fragrance of grace lingers and binds up the wounds that have bound me
to the edge of blackness...

He breathes His spirit on me again and makes the dry bones to rise again;
they rise in triumph,
they rise in joy,
and they rise in fresh anticipation of eventual wholeness for His purposes.

He rejoices over me with singing, and the sound is sweeter than honey.