The Things That Are Impossible...

The other day I let some circumstances in my life totally bum me out. Then it hit me: I serve the God of the impossible. Of course things are going to look like garbage when I'm focused on the floor - it's when I lift my eyes to His face that I see the potential for success in my life! The thought gave me peace and humbled me. It was humbling because I hadn't even been seeking His provision, I hadn't chosen to lay my burden on Him and trust His direction. And yet He chose to nudge me anyway and remind me gently that He's in control. O, how He loves us! Of course things are going to look like big scary blank walls to us. They ARE impossible to climb on our own. "And He said, 'The things which are impossible with men are possible with God.'" -Luke 18:27

Red

I wrote this poem in college several years ago. It was featured in Kudzu, a collection of literary works written by students in the Kentucky Community and Technical College system. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Red ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Life surges along/ Beating a path up and down through my veins/ A bleeding, ripped-open wound/ Alerts me to life, and life is/ Dripping from its damaged lip/ Life is red, and blue sometimes/ Surging in rivulets out of pain/ A crimson blur of glistening jewels/ Is life/ To some the sight/ Of life brings a light head/ And cold, clammy hands/ Comforted by The Red Cross nurse/ Who will gladly/ Pierce you, piercing the glowing skin/ To touch the rivers of life inside/ And draw from them/ A bit of cardinal-colored dew/ An ounce of raw life that is eagerly awaited/ By another pulse, thirsty and parched for life/ Glad to drink deeply of your heart’s pride and joy/ Life is red, and fluid/ And flowed out/ From two feet and/ Two hands/ And a hole in the side/ Of a Man. Life/ Poured from his body onto my heart/ Life/ Sometimes painful, horrifying/ But always/ Inconceivably beautiful

Apart from Me you can do nothing...

Abide in Me, and I in you. As the branch cannot bear fruit of itself, except it abide in the vine; no more can ye, except ye abide in Me. John 15:4 Just when I needed to see it, this verse pops up in front of me. I wasn't even looking for it.