plastic moment

now that it is almost October
I decided to finally take down the spring wreath
hanging on my porch wall
and put up a more seasonal fall one

to my surprise
I found a nest had been carefully built into the top of the wreath

this wreath that is very colorful
but absolutely false
plastic
and fake
and it reminded me how discerning we must be
about the place where we give birth
to the things of the Spirit

things can look real
smell real
feel real
and yet be totally false

scripture warns us about casting our pearls .............

if the babe in your womb
does not leap
when you are with the people who surround you
you are surrounded
by the wrong people

hidden moment

there is a light
hidden inside
each candle

hug moment

there are times
words not only aren't necessary
aren't needed
aren't wanted
times only a touch will do

and sometimes
that touch
is a hug

there are hugs
and there are hugs

last Saturday
I was hugged
by a gentle man from Australia

it was a beautiful hug
a totally asexual hug
a heart hug

it was a safe hug

I was hugged

and today
such a difficult day
filled with such difficult news
it was the echo of that hug
that carried me through

fickle moment

hope and despair
peace and angst
like dancing with a fickle lover

wind moment

the wind
singing
calling
wooing
causing fingers of water
to lift up
and reach out in anticipation

the wind
glorious in its dance
then suddenly gone
leaving only the echo of its sigh
as a remnant upon the land

value moment

those who know the exact price of things
often don't know the true cost
or value
of anything

midnight moment

the supply of Bread
the fullness of the Spirit
comes on the other side of midnight

writing moment

writing is sitting at the keyboard
and
opening a vein