Tuesday

True is True Regardless if you Believe

There are truths you don't have to believe for them to be true.
Hebrew: Yud Hey Vav Hey - YHVH
Adonaia - The LORD - Y'Shuah
The fear of the LORD is the beginning of wisdom...

Monday

Through a lens softly


Bandon - Pacific Ocean: 
My camera lens captures soft 
Sapphire sea bubbles 
Caressing the shoreline 
To unbosom the whisper of a coral shell 
Wrapped in the softest cornsilk
Draped in porcelain mist.

Thursday

Waiting Earnestly











Image Credit: Jennifer Woodburn

Tuesday

circles of friendship


Community: a circle of kindness 
& friendship that grows over a lifetime.

Saturday

Random



Some have little tolerance for it, 
but I find being random 
to be disarming and amusing.

Friday

The Scent of Water


Though its root may grow old in the earth, and its stump may die in the ground, yet at the scent of water it will bud and bring forth leaves like a plant. ~ Job 14

The Broken Bones Will Dance


Soak me in your laundry and I'll come out clean
Scrub me and I'll have a snow-white life.    
Tune me in to foot-tapping songs,       
Set these once-broken bones to dancing.    
Don't look too close for blemishes,       
Give me a clean bill of health.    
God, make a fresh start in me,       
Shape a Genesis week from the chaos of my life.    
Don't throw me out with the trash,       
Or fail to breathe holiness in me.    
Bring me back from gray exile,       
Put a fresh wind in my sails!    
Give me a job teaching rebels your ways       
So the lost can find their way home.    
Commute my death sentence, 
God, my salvation God,       
And I'll sing anthems to your life-giving ways.    
Unbutton my lips, dear God;       
I'll let loose with your praise. 

Thursday

TIme



Present Period
Precisely Passed
Proceed

Tuesday

Monday

Shadows of Revelation


Casting Shadows is Involuntary

Sunday

Oft Times Great Blessings Come Through Pain


Soul Singing








HOW GREAT THOU ART
Verse 1:O Lord my God! When I in awesome wonderConsider all the worlds Thy hands have made.I see the stars, I hear the rolling thunder,Thy power throughout the universe displayed.
Refrain:Then sings my soul, my Saviour God, to Thee;How great Thou art, how great Thou art!Then sings my soul, my Saviour God, to Thee:How great Thou art, how great Thou art!
Verse 2:When through the woods and forest glades I wanderAnd hear the birds sing sweetly in the trees;When I look down from lofty mountain grandeurAnd hear the brook and feel the gentle breeze: (Repeat Refrain.)
Verse 3:And when I think that God, His Son not sparing,Sent Him to die, I scarce can take it in;That on the cross, my burden gladly bearing,He bled and died to take away my sin:(Repeat Refrain.)
Verse 4:When Christ shall come with shout of acclamationAnd take me home, what joy shall fill my heart!Then I shall bow in humble adoration,And there proclaim, my God, how great Thou art!(Repeat Refrain.)

Carl Gustav Boberg Author Swedish Poem - Stuart K. Hine (English Translator)
Voted favorite hymn second after Amazing Grace

Tuesday

hidden notes




Your notes be many; 
A beauty seizing my mind.
Your echos, mysterious. 
Seen through dim windows probing my soul 
Graciously moving, like sacraments, unorthodox;
Lyrically - your portals - uncommon and majestic 
Prepare the measure of all things. 
Unfolding deftly, eloquently.
Footnotes, marked in quietude
At times drab, often bold, sometimes carefree.
Chosen. Persistently. Each time. For me.
That my sight be not unseeing,
Invisible, disillusioned;
But embarking upon a voyage of 
Discovery.
Oh that the eyes of my heart would search:
From the grand, even-footed, 
Uncluttered spaces, 
Into the steep-sided, narrow chasms below. 
There, I behold the reflection of knowing 
And being known.
Once separated, now connected.
Once hidden, now revealed.
A medley: fierce yet tender, passionate, and kind.
As leaves draping from vines
Whose echo, now uncomplicated.
 Anoint my song.






© Liza K Christian

Monday

Lines


What's in a line...

Sunday

Saturday

troubles


T R O U B L E S

2 Corinthians 4:8

Mercy Dwells on the edge of Grace


Inside Every Hindrance Lie Dreams

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In the Stillness after the storm: believe again. 

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As thoughts dance lightly on the edges of grace, so let the heart drink vapors rising to eternal dawn. 

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Friday


“There is no medicine like hope, no incentive so great, and no tonic so powerful as expectation of something tomorrow.”   
~ Orison Swett Marden

Monday


The place where God calls you is the place where your deep gladness meets the world’s deep hunger. ~ Frederick Buechner 


These are the lovely seeds...different, yet dwelling purposefully – aligned together, not apart © Liza K. Christian ~ Silent Mornings

Saturday

Stars Shine Brighter in the Dark

Truth Dispels Lies

Is anything too hard for the Lord?

Even a Frozen Bud


Even a frozen bud is wrapped in grace...

Beyond

Many things lie beyond...