Straw

I am drinking through this licorice straw,
it was the only solution for the lack of grenadine.
The "Fresh Cut Pine Trees sold here!" sign is still
hanging from Christmas.
I haven't looked through my mail in a week.
The calendar still reads "February."

There is a mug with milk and crumbs in the bottom.
Small cups are fine for Oreos,
but for the gargantuan chocolate chip ones I was
eating last month, only a mug would suffice.

I was just consumed with a thought.
To an outsider it would look as though I am
REALLY lazy. That I have no initiative, or drive.
But if only one could see the mine I have been
digging to my heart. The one with solid walls,
Not a difficult journey, to a normal heart but
mine had been collecting deposits of stone
for more than twenty years!
It took "a lot of doing."

My heart is beating again, and it is softer than
ever. I had to use a lot of metaphorical aloe.
How did I of all people ever get like this?

How sweet it is to feel like this again. So soft
to the words of God! So responsive to His
nudging. It is as if I have been re-engineered.

And I just finished my dishes.
Maybe the work on the inside is going to
spill over to the outside. Hm.

"My frame was not hidden from you
when I was made in the secret place.
When I was woven together in
the depths of the earth,
your eyes saw my unformed body.
All the days ordained for me
were written in your book
before one of them came to be.
How precious to me
are your thoughts, O God!
How vast is the sum of them...
Search me, O God, and know my heart;
test me and know my anxious thoughts.
See if there is any offensive way in me,
and lead me in the way everlasting."
-David

Melt

I want to love.
Not the shallow currents of a passing creek,
but the deep streams of love.
To love with the entirety of my being.
Whether love of God, wife, or child, that my
Innate capacity to love would become as great in
Depth and breadth as an ocean.
Far beyond what I am capable to on my own
It is only by abundant grace that I can learn
This love that I seek.
Oh Lord that you would pour out your grace on me!
That I would love you with an un-fettered heart
My eyes turned ever upward, and my
Steps falling in paths of righteousness.
That you would be my everything.
I want a love like the world does not know
Open my heart to you
Open my heart to you!

"God in my living, there in my breathing, God in my waking, God in my sleeping, God in my resting, there in my working, God in my thinking, God in my speaking, be my everything, God in my hoping, there in my dreaming, God in my watching, God in my waiting, God in my laughing, there in my weeping, God in my hurting, God in my healing... Be my everything."
-Everything by Tim Hughes