Eternal Echoes

Intimacy with God...

I read those three

simple words,

maybe not the ones you

would instantly think of

but they mean they same,

and they made my heart sing,

simple words,

"intimacy with God... "

resounded in my soul

as the Spirit made her invitation,

come away with me,

come deeper,

come to the still place where

you can know

that you are known

and loved completely,

open your heart,

open your mind,

open your soul

and hear the eternal song

wooing you, drawing you to 

enter, the melody of grace

woven as silken ribbons,

and asking you to dance...

"intimacy with God"

the place where

I (AM) LOVE (s) YOU...

Photo; mine

I love praying on the beach

(em)body...

flesh and blood,

skin and bone,

muscle and sinew,

knit together, a wonder,

intricate organs, 

minute cells, 

woven to the

mystery of me,

 connected as

mind, spirit, soul,

given substance,

unique one of a kind substance,

fearfully and wonderfully made...

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why then do I struggle with me?

even struggle against me ?

why do I fight 

even despise

who I am?

I am not a surface being,

I can revel in interconnected senses,

touch and smell, taste and hearing...

the wind in my hair,

the earth, 

beneath my feet,

the smell of a newborn,

I am fearfully and wonderfully made...

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if I want to embody love,

 I will have to start with myself, accept myself,

warts, wonder and all,

so I ask for grace to accept me,

even my body

with its joys and its pains,

to nurture and care for me,

to accept and nourish me,

funny how I called my body it

as I began...

I changed my thinking...

from now on it is me,

fearfully and wonderfully made...

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I want to embody love

I choose to begin,

making a change,

accepting that I am accepted,

fearfully and wonderfully made

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Read also:

I have a womans body...

 

words... ( responding to Stephen Cherry's "Listening Day")

In this world of words,

soundbites,

and lengthy tomes,

speeches, 

snap decisions, yes, or no,

in this world of noise,

ringing phones,

traffic, the buzz and hum

of the T.V. filling every space

with advertising and political

propoganda, dross, drama, and 

what we call "light entertainment"...

in this world of confusion,

where misunderstandings are

often misunderstood, and

life feels like a strange game 

of Chinese whispers...

help me to

STOP.

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to stop, to

be present,

to hear...

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wrap me in silence for a while

'til my heart and mind

are stilled to hear

your voice, your presence

in the joy or pain

of the other,

and thrill me to the heart beat of

creation, life in all its fullness,

take me deeper

down through the noise

so I encounter you...

then let me soar in Spirit freedom...

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may my words reflect your life, your love,

your grace...

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may my silence

hold your peace...

Blackpool Sea Front, at sunset, a moment of stillness in a day full of sound...

Picture mine.

Beach Walking

Holme Beach ,North Norfolk, looking towards Old Hunstanton.

...and looking back towards Holme.