New Story ~ Part 13

January 29, 2014 at 1:42 pm (Inklings from Hisimagenme) (, , , , , , , , , , )

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If an authors writing doesn’t come with an invitation to be “chewed on” – “dug at” and delved more deeply into; then it hasn’t come from the right Source. “ – LRV

New Story continued…

As with all dreams they come with an awaking; seemingly startled from other dreams. One releases and another picks up almost half way through its telling.

Sakira became aware of her feet.
Walking – yes – she was walking.
Behind or before was kept from her. Only ahead could be captured and held. She knew this place from the vantage of foggy Grey. Now the world around her took a deep breath and blew the brume away. In it’s wake… color and life began to bleed and drip and invade.

And there stood a tree.
Empty but for a few reluctant leaves on its skeletal frame.
Reaching ever up up up to the Up Everlasting.
As if it could pull it straight through the airy blue.
The tops looking so flimsy; yet unafraid of their purpose.
Wrapped around it seemed a smooth skin.
Until it fell ever closer to its heart.
Then like it’s tears had fallen and hardened;
Like the liquid flesh of the blue orb; it fell closer to its deepest vulnerability.
Rivulets of hardened tears – thicker with the years – till at last on the surface – meeting where all its growth sprang from – they seemed to disappear.
Tawny browns and tans; until the more the gaze drew up to its reaching hands; the deeper the hues began to glow. Copper and burning ember but only against the vast blue of up!
Hinting at colors only the Circle of Fire can know with intimacy.
Oh, what a tree! Had it always seemed so unknown to me?
Indeed every shrub and bush in this form of death gave life a push!
Some unknown calling out from Winters press.
More beautiful naked than fully clothed somehow.
Crimsons, reds, oranges and browns fell deep into the pools of her eyes and became!
The hard surface of the earth seemed to suddenly hold itself down in a dying protection to the heart of all the life that springs from it.
Oh! The song of continual awaking that flowed beneath the surface of all things!
Only the Father-All could begin to know such notes and tones!  He must mean it!
The grass with its greenful attempts at a take-over to be released from its blond death.
Yet patient – so patient to allow the blond sleepiness to let go.
Letting go of its snowy rest – slowly the greensward of breath crept up in an inhostile take over. It seemed to beg for something to crush it – wind, rain, and feet!
All sorts of created feet! As if to say,

You can not bend me too far – or cause a crushing blow! Never too much can one thing weigh me down nor waters overflow! For if I wash away or die where I lay; I will find another place to stay. There’s nothing wasted in the heart of the Father-All and what He means – He means to stay.

All these thoughts began to make themselves an introduction to Sakira’s mind. But more than into the mechanisms of her intellect they bled into her heart. Apart from any conscious intent on her part, she began to be introduced to the Father-All. All that the Darkcloud had seemed to do in attempt to smoother found itself a hopeless failure. For something that was wants to live without Purpose will only hold on until Life finds its way in through death!
Suddenly that dreaded idea of “ending” too began to take on color and death has a hue all is own and beauty itself is but it’s sister.
It was not the morbid flippancy that Sakira had seen in others towards death – with its strange fascinations towards darkness. Instead Light overtook its scarey features and swallowed it up in one colorific swoop.
As all this awareness began to engrave itself on her heart…a butterfly, florescent blue took flight from her feet, from whence her first awareness at the beginning of this dream began. It hovered at her face for a brief moment of greeting before it alighted on an unseen breeze and rose up to its disappearance. Taking with it her last unconscious breath… and she awoke.

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A good story will have such an open-ended sense to it; that the readers own imagination can “pick up” where it “leaves off” and keep reading without the help of the first writers assistance. ” – LRV

Part 14 coming soon 🙂

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https://hisimagenme.wordpress.com/2013/06/10/new-story-part-12/

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From Charles Spurgeon’s “Faith’s Checkbook” Care of Our Feet

January 24, 2014 at 1:39 am (Devotionals)

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Care of Our Feet

January 24

He will keep the feet of his saints. (1 Samuel 2:9)

The way is slippery and our feet are feeble, but the Lord will keep our feet. If we give ourselves up by obedient faith to be His holy ones, He will Himself be our guardian. Not only will He charge His angels to keep us, but He Himself will preserve our goings.

He will keep our feet from falling so that we do not defile our garments, wound our souls, and cause the enemy to blaspheme.

He will keep our feet from wandering so that we do not go into paths of error, or ways of folly, or courses of the world’s custom.

He will keep our feet from swelling through weariness, or blistering because of the roughness and length of the way.

He will keep our feet from wounding: our shoes shall be iron and brass so that even though we tread on the edge of the sword, or on deadly serpents, we shall not bleed or be poisoned.

He will also pluck our feet out of the net. We shall not be entangled by the deceit of our malicious and crafty foes.

With such a promise as this, let us run without weariness and walk without fear. He who keeps our feet will do it effectually.

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Unpredictable

January 22, 2014 at 3:06 am (Mile Stones) (, , , , , , , , )

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There’s this thing about Adonai that I LOVE… and completely throws me for a loop.

His unpredictability.

I LOVE  that I can’t see Him coming at times. Cause if I could I’m not sure I’d recognize Him; which puts a little bit of healthy fear in my bones. Or I’d run away; convinced in my feeble mind that He deserves so much more than me; cause after all these years and all He’s convinced me that He is capable of forgiving and giving and loving; there’s still this seemingly invincible voice inside that almost… can’t believe Him. Or,  I’d push Him away, hanging on for dear life to a lie I have believed about myself, or someone else, or Him Himself. That good olé flesh dying to stay deadly alive.

With all that His unpredictably has shown me…All that beautifully orchestrated wonder that takes my breath away every single time. How is it somehow I am always surprised, amazed? Remembering… endless mercies, unfathomable love, timeless rescues and cherishings, unspeakable revelations of things beyond my ken to have imagined, trustworthiness that falls far afield a human ability to grasp; yet every time He pulls the speech from my mouth in awe and comes at my mind/heart from an angle not taught in any school of learning on earth. I LOVE His unpredictability! I am so thankful for it!

But woe unto me that at the same time it confounds me and even at times flat out angers me! Truly King David understood what I am saying! For he wrote…
What is man that You would think of Him?
How great is Your mercy
How unspeakable Your Love
David, hiding out in caves; throwing stones at giants who challenge the notion of our God, arranging a convenient death to possess an illusion of happiness in another human being, dancing naked in the streets in worship, the only human King to have led a nation to the One True God! Writer of the Psalms that have comforted and convicted a million hearts to say: I want a heart like that!

Then Adonai sends His Son; Yeshua – Jesus! THIS should have been at least a little “predictable”! After all He said He would,  and just like He did! Yet still we can’t comprehend Him coming in such a humble and “weak” way! Unpredictable, unfathomable, incredible! The human mind can reason… We didn’t choose to be here; true. So can Elohim! So He takes the whole lot of every sin and it’s effect on every soul He ever imagines and takes the responsibility and… dies! I can fathom laying my life down for many people; some I love even those that I “struggle” to love… But Hitler? And all those who followed his lead knowing… knowing deep down his was an evil born outside human comprehension? Oh yes! This unpredictability throws my sensibilities into black holes. I even get angry that He forgives me at times!

He writes the whole of His heart in the stars! Every blade of grass speaks of His wonder! Then I read of a God who won’t relent until we repent. What is this relentlessness? Patience that avails no one’s ability to stretch. Mercy and grace that defies “logic”. Passion that goes beyond the limits of knowing rooted in LOVE! Yet there’s only ONE WAY. One Gate. One Name by which all human kind can be saved! Relentless, firm, steadfast, true. Unchanging, unpredictable!
Giving us the ability to discern with wisdom yet confounding the best of it at the same time!

What do we do with Him? Oh!!! The ache! Look!!! Look at what we do with Him! Tears are a poor expression of my brokenness at the thought of all that’s been done in His Name and in human skin He gave life to! Just my own feeble attempts to justify my existence… sickens the soul.

How do I explain this mystery? This God who is Truth, who is Love, who is Everything? Who is unpredictable and amazing and maddeningly REAL? How do I qualify Him? Oh that I could with words! Oh that He’d give me a million actions to prove Him a day! Oh that I could reflect Him without my flaws! Yet again… unpredictably He shows me that those too are part of His vast store house of beauty!

Tonight I lay my head upon the chest of a God who capsizes my world while He holds it in stillness and wonder and peace. And I am whole, complete and for just right now convinced He is as predictable as the mercy that proved new this morning. Tomorrow He will be unpredictably merciful again!

Wonder of wonders! What A Mighty God we serve!!!

Grace and peace in Yeshua the Messiah

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Last and First

January 17, 2014 at 1:28 pm (Poems) (, , , , , , )

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If I could only say one more thing
With the breaths He’s counted out inside my frame
I wouldn’t hold it in – I’d let it out and sing
The Name of Jesus – my last Breath claim

If I could only ask for one more thing
Along the endless road of request attached to my name
I’d ask for the Never-ending Water to flow once more
That Springs from Jesus on an endless shore

If all I ever know and comprehend
Is what He has given today that consists of Him
I would praise and never run out of song
Because in Jesus this day is won

If the last thing I see is Winters grip
All frozen air and trees with limbs all stripped
Of grass that’s bled out every ounce of green
I’d still see Jesus – my endless Spring

If my last “great” act was at its due
Every ounce of will and thought I’d bend toward You
If only Your Eyes beheld my final move
I’d move with Jesus’ Voice to You

For all I am and was and ever shall be
Is caught completely up inside a world unseen
If noone else ever sees my worth
I’ll speak of Jesus – Man of my Birth

Crafter of my soul
Engraver of my heart
Endorser of my life
Protector of my mind
Life inside of me
Jesus – Jesus
Only He
Inside of me
Knocking on every hearts door

If I could only say one final thing
I’d say…
Follow Jesus…Listen to Him…Let Him in… Let Him win… Jesus is where we begin!

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Yeshua Defined

January 16, 2014 at 2:31 am (Remodeling the Mind) (, , )

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1 Corinthians 13

I may speak with the tongues of men, even angels; but if I lack Yeshua, I have become merely blaring brass or a cymbal clanging.

I may have the gift of prophecy,  I may fathom all mysteries, know all things, have all faith – enough to move mountains;  but if I lack Yeshua, I am nothing.

I may give away everything that I own, I may even hand over my body to be burned; but if I lack Yeshua, I gain nothing.

Yeshua is patient and kind, not jealous, not boastful, not proud, rude or selfish, not easily angered and keeps no record of wrongs.
Yeshua does not gloat over other people’s sins but takes delight in the truth.
Yeshua always bears up, always trust, always hopes, always endures.

Yeshua never ends; but prophecies will pass, tongues will cease, knowledge will pass.
For our knowledge is partial, and our prophecy partial;  but when the Prefect comes the partial will pass.

When I was a child, I spoke like a child, thought like a child, argued like a child; now that I have become a man, I have finished with childish ways.

For now we see obscurely in a mirror, but then it will be face to face. Now I know partly; then I will know fully, just as God has fully known me.

But for now, three things last – trust (in Yeshua), hope (in Yeshua), Yeshua Himself and the greatest of these is Yeshua.

Pursue Yeshua!

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