Happiness
He will Hold me Fast
Choose Joy
The Good the Messy and Beautiful
To be a Servant
Love in the Ordinary
What can you find in peace?
What path will open before you?
Can perfection be reached?
What can I in rest do?
Gift given in joy and suffering.
Ordinary
A Heart’s Cry
When peaceful stillness compassed everything
And the night in its swift course half-spent
Your all powerful word from heaven’s royal throne
Bounded a fierce warrior, into the doomed land
Bearing the sharp sword of your inexorable decree (Wisdom 18)
Will not God then secure the rights of his chosen ones who call out to him day and night?
Will he be slow to answer them?
I tell you he will see to it that justice is done for them speedily.
But when the Son of Man comes,
Will he find faith on earth? (Luke 18:1-8)
God is calling me to greater depths
His word decrees to my cry
But stillness I must seek
If anger drives the dagger deep
Still deeper His sword.
What words express this ache?
Yet what does he ask?
Will I find faith?
This is to be my clarion
Faith
He will be there
Hope will come
Just keep on
Because He can’t resist.
Glowing embers flame
Engulfing all swift flame will rise
But not just empty hands
Food and drink, but not to drunkenness
Life’s blood flowing deep
A cut not yet mended
Fuel to fire, but what truly catches flame
Must start from coals already spent.
Yet heat and color give flame,
A silent prayer continuing.
A Quiet Prayer
The light is dim
But faith is strong
The heart searching
Embers growing daily stronger
What once was just a flame
Flies through paper
Till steady on
Carried on
A stump to bloom
Quiet peace
Hope flickers
Slowly ebbing
Watching mesmerizing
Stoked by the iron rod
Sparks through stubble
Never ending
Filled to brimming
Fire
Who is He?
He is my courage and the place to stand strong.
The way to keep steady on and do no wrong.
Hope in darkest hour to lean on and hold fast.
Heartbeat.
Jacinta Wick 