• lady hanging laundry to dry
    Poetry

    Sheets Set Sail

    Sheets set sail                                                                                                 in springs early morn Soaring, snapping with the rhythm of the wind Playfully, jostling jumping in time Desiring for daydreams on loftier lines. All too soon the fun will cease As the birth of night gives way to sleep The skies playground gives way to stars As sheets become what they were created for. So, sail up high capture the…

  • flowers on a mountain
    Poetry

    Embraced

    Embraced Take me in your arms, Dear Father, Let me rest, safe in this place. Encompass me with endless mercy, Wrap me tight with love and grace.   Keep me from the weight of sorrow. Ever pressing down on me, Let me feel your safe, sweet harbor, Offer now this sweet reprieve.   Sustain my weary soul, blessed Savior. Restore my faith these trials have crushed, Remind me that you love me dearly, Soothe me with your tender touch.   Listen to my prayer, Lord Jesus I cry out, “Please rescue me!” Lest I falter in this journey, Turn my feet to follow thee.   Infuse my mind with your…

  • butterfly with flowers
    Poetry

    Rise Up

      Rise Up Come alive My Daughter To all that you are Live fully in step With My Creation power Shed off the grave clothes That have weighed you down Trappings of self-pity Keeping you earth bound Rise up and live Oh, Woman of grace Move joyfully in step with My plan Freedoms pace Cast off entanglements Disappointments, pain Leave the past in the grave Lay down your shame Break out with praise From the cold, hard ground Push up and see New life to be found  Yield yourself fully To all I have planned I am in you and with you I’ll help you to stand For out of…

  • Poetry

    Compassion

    Compassion God, help me to see you in this situation Help me to know you’re there. To rest upon You completely In an attitude of prayer. To speak when the Spirit prompts With holiness and truth. To listen with a heart of care May my grace exude. Fill me with your Spirit’s power As you nudge me to speak. That in this holy hour I would boldly be. The sharpness of an arrow That strikes the heart of lies. Hitting its mark of anything Against the Word of Christ. Encouragement to the wounds Compassion filled with grace. A vessel emptied of myself For Jesus took my place. Linda Jane Dingeldein:…

  • Poetry

    IS IT ANY WONDER

    IS IT ANY WONDER   IS IT ANY WONDER MY HEART IS ANXIOUS STILL FORGETTING ALL HE’S PROMISED NEGLECTING TO BE STILL   IS IT ANY WONDER MY BITTER SOUL CRIES OUT DRENCHED WITH ENDLESS SORROW CONSUMED BY FEAR AND DOUBT   IT IS ANY WONDER THE TEARS DO CEASELESS FLOW NOT STOPPING TO BE NEAR HIM NOT KNOWING WHERE TO GO   IS IT ANY WONDER THE SUN HAS CEASED TO SHINE THE DARK CLOUDS OF TOMORROW LOOM BIGGER ALL THE TIME   IS IT ANY WONDER I’VE BARELY HEARD MY NAME WHISPERED FROM THE HEAVENS AGAIN, AND AGAIN   IS IT ANY WONDER HE PATIENTLY AWAITS LONGING TO…