July 28, 2008

Heading Out

by Philip Booth Me in italics... ;)

Beyond here there's no map.

I don't always feel like I know where I am going, but I know I have a Father I can trust

How you get there is where
you'll arrive; how, dawn by
dawn, you can see your way
clear: in ponds, sky, just as
woods you walk through give to fields ....

And rivers: beyond
all burning, you'll cross on bridges
you've long lugged with you.

I know my past will have a purpose, and I will use it to move forward

Whatever your route, go lightly,
toward light. Once you give away
all save necessity, all's
mostly well: what you used to
believe you owned is nothing,
nothing beside how you've come to feel ...

What I used to believe I owned is nothing, and Oh how I have come to Feel....

You've no need now
to give in or give out: the way you're going your body seems

I'm willing to follow

...Slowly as it may
otherwise tell you, whatever
it comes to you're bound to know.

"For I know the plans I have for you, says the Lord, plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you Hope and a Future"

July 8, 2008


suddenly it isn't what it used to be

after all this time it worked out just fine

suddenly i am where i'm supposed to be

after all the tears, i was supposed to be here

July 2, 2008


begin (again) 

Perhaps at the start of any new venture there is a period of trepidation, of bidding a fond farewell to the familiar, of turning to face the unknown. 

Still holding in your heart the known - peace, love, joy. 

Believing in things which are certain - God's unfailing faithfulness, love and beauty, that there is no-where we are hidden from Him, that He leads us forward to these new places with a strong and loving hand. 

That we, by grace, begin again.