The Storm
Creator God of chaotic splendor speaks
And angels rush to do his bidding.
They sweep the clouds into glorious formations
While the rain beats a steady rhythm.
Lightning spikes across the horizon.
The distant thunder builds a solid foundation
Creeping softly in through the storm
Till it rages and roars with passionate voice…
Shouting the majestic presence of Lord Sabaoth!
And the rain keeps falling obediently over thirsty land…
A land blind and deaf to the symphony,
Just longing for some peace to cover it…
Missing the display of God’s majesty in the sky above.
Lord of Hosts,
Shake us awake
Make us aware
Of Your glory in the surrounding storm.
Show us Your light
Speak with Your might
To our desperate hearts.
Shatter the deafness and blindness
That we can rejoice with passion
In Your chaotic splendor.
Increasing in Him,
Cara
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Focus
Focus on You?
Clutter obfuscates every effort-
From fragments of failures
To clashing communication lines
Clouding my concentration.
You…
Seem so obvious and easy,
Then circumstances trip me.
Sin entangles me.
Emotions choke the life out of me,
But…
You…
Are LIFE-
Living Water,
Bread of Life,
Holy Hope eradicating despair,
Sustenance feeding my Faith.
You…
King of Kings and Lord of Lords,
God of all creation,
Including my… self.
You…
You help me
Focus on You!
Increasing in Him,
Cara
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Never More Than He
I wonder sometimes if I will find calm again,
Some stillness in the middle of turmoil.
I am used to being tossed and buffeted about.
I find peace on the inside when all outside
Says there should be none,
Then the unexpected pierces my heart again
In the old places of pain and
I am shredded where I can least bear it.
Still, some part of me cannot be shaken.
When I grieve most deeply,
I think of Job, who lost everything,
Yet still declared with faith,
“I know that my redeemer lives…” and
I, too, know that my redeemer lives.
With Peter, I ask the Lord, “To whom shall I go?
You have the words of eternal life.”
So, in my deepest pain I choose to trust Him.
His purposes matter. His will prevails.
His Comforter enfolds me in His arms,
Letting me weep and rage with hurt until
I am filled again with His love, His peace…
His mercy that will never give me
More than He can help me to bear.
Increasing in Him,
Cara
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Expression
What more can be said that hasn’t been said?
Language limits my emotional articulation
Till I am spilling over with the unspoken,
Exploding with the unexpressed!
So I sit in pregnant silence waiting.
Only Holy Spirit can write, can flow,
Can say what is needed to fill the vacuum.
I wait and He comes in like a gentle breeze
Blowing through the cobwebs of anxious striving,
Helping me trust enough to stay still.
It’s not what needs to be said that matters,
It is letting all the feelings freely flow.
Even unintelligible noises and tears and laughter,
Or the fluency of imagination’s visual flight,
Bring deep inner peace to my soul again.
I focus on Him instead of my passion, and
He sets me free to be me…
Contemplative in every expression of emotion.
Increasing in Him,
Cara
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Giving Up
I keep giving up on myself.
It’s frustrating to try and fail and
Try and fail… over and over.
There are days I’m convinced
It’s not even worth trying, so
I fail before I begin.
I fall over my own obstacles,
Tripping on the same traps that
Haunt my feet every day.
I think, “Will the effort ever end?
Will my stubborn self ever bend?”
I keep giving up on myself, and
Hoping that somehow,
Even though I give up, He won’t.
Increasing in Him,
Cara
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