Tagged: soul care

  • Time for a Holy Pause

    For K, who selahs with me. When the earth totters, and all its inhabitants, it is I who keep steady its pillars. SELAH Psalm 75:3 On a high mountain deep in the Asian jungle, there is a refuge. At the end of a long red road, it sits like a grandmother, beckoning the bruised to climb onto her lap and be mended, comforted. Sung over with songs of love and healing. The threshold of this sacred shelter is dotted with tiny shoes, scattered like multi-colored flower petals. A safe place for children, the rescued are hidden here. They gather around a hearty table and eat their fill. They learn about the One who died to rescue them. They discover who He is and who they… Read More

  • Come Visit Me on Sabbath

    There are six days when you may work, but the seventh day is a day of sabbath rest, a day of sacred assembly. You are not to do any work; wherever you live, it is a sabbath to the Lord. Leviticus 23:3 Come visit me on Sabbath; The bed will not be made. My coffee cup will sit half-full; The table won’t be laid.   Sabbath is our freedom day, The one we do no work. We give ourselves permission To let the laundry lurk.   Alarms are silenced, schedules closed; We rise without the stress Of rushing out, of rushing in,  Of tidying every mess.   We gather with our family To worship and to hear The One who speaks on Sabbath  To all… Read More

  • Silence I Can’t Hear You

    He stilled the storm to a whisper; the waves of the sea were hushed. (Psalm 107:29-30).   Silence, you elusive friend; Doors are creaking, keyboards tapping, I can’t hear you.   Let me settle at the sunny table in the kitchen; Perhaps there I will find you for a few moments. No! Pans are banging, dishes clanging;  The annoying crinkle of plastic bags;  Hands searching for breakfast pastries.   Maybe in the corner of the living room, Here in this tiny dwelling, By the window; (Silence and sunshine please!)   Oh no! Not here. The whine of saws in the next room,  As builders make a wall, Or tear one down. The crash of planks outside, Dropped from the heights,  To the busy street below.   Where… Read More