August 2024

Jesus, You are stretching me to be like You, stretching me into Love.  Your quiet voice asking  me to stay soft, to breathe, not to accept the invitation into battle. To see beneath the surface; to see fear beneath the greed, sadness beneath the anger.  To see the imago dei, the face of God all […]

In the still morning light, You are there, waiting for me to wake, don’t want to miss a thing.  Your gaze rests on me gently, unpressing, undemanding, biding to see if I’ll respond, notice, what I will ask from You.  It would be easy to pass You by, move on without a glance, because these