Thank You: A Conversation with Wisdom

Oh, how I love thee, Wisdom.

For you have become to me like a sister;
you have made insight my closest of friends.

Every day you come and visit me,
Staying long, dwelling in my home.
You gently speak, sometimes loudly shout,
Your words are the greatest of treasures; I hold them very close to my heart.

Where would I be without you!
What would I have become?

For my own strength would have been counted as the dust,
my efforts as a futile pursuit.

But you, Wisdom, are a lamp to my feet, a light to my path,
A help, a guide, my daily companion.

Home

How beautiful would the song of the angels have been,
as they welcomed them home.

The beauty that was promised to be seen,
now gazed upon.

His fullness now experienced in a form of entirety,
As we gaze into the eyes of eternity.

How beautiful are his feet,
they carried good news.
His eyes are like fire,
his hair is as wool.
His voice like the sound of many waters,
yet it stills my soul.

How beautiful is the song of the angels,
as we are welcomed home.

Spoken word version of Home

Perfect Weakness

I sat recently having dinner with a friend.

We were exchanging the usual banter and laughs when she made a comment about herself that was quite self-defeating. So as you would expect from any ‘good friend/person’ I countered it.

I was shocked with her response. Continue reading “Perfect Weakness” →