Our Choice

I’d Rather Give Audience to Spirit  by Elizabeth Bice Luerssen

I really wasn’t enjoying the show playing on my stage of consciousness–sad, depressing, even frightening, and with a cast of characters no one could love.

“The show must go on.”  It must?  Must something so bad have a good run?  Then I had an angel of an idea:  I stopped watching; took away the audience.  And the show closed!

That poem resonated with me the minute I read it and I thought of times when those unwanted shows tried to entertain me in my thoughts.  Psalm 34:19 states “A righteous man may have many troubles, but the Lord delivers him from them all.”  This means to me that I need to question my focus when an endless tape is playing and I will do that today.

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A Promise

While looking out at the cold winter’s day with temperature below freezing, a verse of a poem by Natalie Sleeth comes to thought.

“In the bulb there is a flower; in the seed, an apple tree; in cocoons, a hidden promise; butterflies will soon be free!  In the cold and snow of winter, there’s a spring that waits to be, unrevealed until its season, something God alone can see.”

There is such beauty and comfort in that poem as I trust God with everything!

Living Thanks

As Thanksgiving approaches, I am reminded of a poem I recently found and read and reread and it expresses how I feel.  It was written by Ila Elizabeth Rose.

Living Thanks

Gratitude is proffered thanks–

Not a cloak to admire,

Not a mask to acquire

for worshiping.

Gratitude is living thanks–

Not for a season set aside

To mark tradition’s passing tide

of harvesting.

Gratitude is constant thanks–

A consciousness of Truth that fills

Our cup with love until it spills

to overflowing.