Might my frustration
be an invitation to
stop
and choose
“the good portion,
which will not be taken away”?
Could this anger
reveal my fears
and misplaced trust
in man
and
the strength of flesh?
Emotions . . not good or bad.
False or true.
But signs, scents.
The signature of God on man
made in His image.
Revelations of my heart.
Signposts of my soul.
Listen.
Pay attention.
What is the Creator,
Father,
saying?
Consider the lilies.
The stars, turtles, butterflies, moon.
Consider silly boy faces, a lover’s full eyes.
A child’s heart needs.
Consider full plates, laughter, daughter’s song.
Life with those loved best.
“For freedom Christ has set us free;
stand firm therefore,
and do not submit again
to a yoke of slavery.”
The invitations are many:
“Come, for everything is ready.”
But they were too busy with life.
So the invitation went to the poor.
“Blessed are the poor in spirit,
for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.”
“Come to me, and I will give you rest.”
“Come, buy, and eat what is good
and delight yourselves in rich food.
Come to me;
hear
that your soul may live.”
(Inspiration: Luke 10:42, Jeremiah 17:5, Matthew 6:28, Galatians 5:1, Luke 15:14-24, Matthew 5:3, Matthew 11:28, Isaiah 55:1-3)
A beautiful perfect "imperfect prose" for me today.
Thank you 🙂
Seeing the invitations–this has been my challenge this year. Nice to find you from emily's place.
Thrilled to have found you through Emily! Your invitation is inspiring!
…that our soul may live…despite our hundreds of imperfect spots..is just so amazing..
some of my favorite scriptures…there is no invitation like His…
this is so beautifully written… my soul found a haven in your words today. i'm so honoured you linked up.
i like your idea for imperfect bloggers too 🙂 for that is what we all are, no?
if you want to just include a link to my blog for next time, then you don't need the hassle of the button (just: http://canvaschild.blogspot.com). love to you, sweet poet-friend.
amazing job!