Journey

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I step my foot upon this path
And so, begins my journey

Warm sunlight touching rock and blade
Beckoning to this journey

Companion with me on the way
To travel in life’s journey

Feet now ready, my legs prepared
Where go we on this journey

Sounds of voices, human and beast
Speak out along the journey

Questing onward through shade and bend
Ever upon this journey

With the Joy of a Child

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When I waken
To morn’s cool breath
Quiet, peaceful
Night’s full rest
May I touch day’s promise
With the joy of a child

Day now greeted
By chirp and song
Honk and rumble
Whisper or shout
May I hear and listen
With the joy of a child

Food to nourish
Clothes to wear
Friends to help me
God to provide
May I step this day’s path
With the joy of a child

Heart now open
My eyes to see
Hands to offer
Words encourage
May I live day’s fullness
With the joy of a child

Like Dry Bones!

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When the Hebrew people were in the land of exile, home of the Babylonians, God first spoke to the Jewish priest named Ezekiel. He was only thirty years old! … God had allowed the people to be taken into exile because they had turned from Him, worshiping idols, offering their children as sacrifices, living immorally, violently, and selfishly.

God gave words to his new prophet Ezekiel to call them back to Himself, hard words and difficult messages. There were some really weird visions!

In one vision, there was a valley full of dry bones!
“Ezekiel, can these bones live?!”
“Only You know sovereign God!”
“Prophesy, speak to these bones. I will restore them and put breath back into them.”

And so, Ezekiel obeyed and God did as He said He would.

Wow! Dry bones. Dead. Without life. Unable to stand. To walk. To serve God and care for others. God speaks, breaths on those dry bones (on us), and restores life. Sinews. Flesh. Bones knitting together. We begin to take on God’s character. The breath of God’s Spirit fills us and He raises His children to stand in that dark valley of dry bones.

Shepherd us, oh LORD I pray!
Bring our dry bones to life!
Breathe in us Your very being,
That we may walk in You anew!

Oh, Dance!

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Raising hands on high;
Expressions of tune and song.
Oh, dance in joyful celebration!

Rhythmic feet point and tap,
Upward sway and leap;
Ever forward, persevere.
Oh, dance in joyful celebration!

Faithful Father! Creator Lord!
Always by our side.
Moving in life’s daily dance.
Oh, dance in joyful celebration!

 

Let them praise his name with dancing… Psalm 149:3a

I will celebrate before the Lord. 2 Samuel 6:21

I Looked to God This Morning

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I looked to God this morning
And thanked Him for this day.
I asked for Him to guide me
In all I do and say.

The promise of beginnings
Amidst our new farewells,
Greets renewed assurance
When questions would assail.

I know my Father loves me.
He cares for one and all.
Oh Father, ever with me,
May I be faithful to Your call.

Rising

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Cooling breeze upon warm earth
Soft mist rising

Muted echoes of life and motion
Within the mist arising

Moist caress upon bare skin
Cooled by quiet rising

Settled fog now gently stirring
Answers dawn’s slow rising

Warming touch upon earth’s chill
Awaken to day rising

Watery droplets and sighing wind
Life’s voices ever rising