Relax

Relax
front porch, early summer

Door to art studio.

Door to art studio.
it also doubles as a guest cottage:)

from the pond

front yard at the farm

front yard at the farm
the middle of nowhere

Thursday, September 16, 2010

more from the "Blue Journal"


Pondering on leadership, in it's simplest form.
"...Lead us with love,
Examine our path with intent,
Is it too much for our young?
Is it too far of a height?
Will the danger we can't see,
And the danger WE can take,
Break the hearts and backs,
Of the lambs - we won't forsake?
When at the end,
Will we find,
Personal success to be,
The idol that killed,
The ones we loved best?
Let our lives,
Gently lead,
The lambs,
With whom,
We are blessed,
To proceed...."
"...He will feed His flock like a shepherd. He will gather the lambs in His arm. He will carry them in His bosom and will gently lead those that have their young..." (Isa. 40:11)
"... A Prayer, of Warfare...
The lie of lack,
I break your back,
The Word of the Lord,
A blow of His Sword,
Crushes you head,
Dropping you dead.
You are now my morsel of bread.
No more giant do I see,
But a vast land that stretches afar,
Beauty and Grace
My territory..."
One more thought to ponder, a truth. There is absolutely no randomness in God. It is NOT one of His traits. ''...As absolutely nothing is random with You Lord, then significance, meaning, can be drawn from everything- if we have eyes to see, ears to hear and a heart that hungers to understand..."

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