I’m so glad I live in a world where there are Octobers.” ~Anne of Green Gables
~Dream. Imagine. Believe. Do. CONQUER!
*Originally posted on October 3rd, 2015
Praise the LORD, all you nations; extol Him, all you peoples, for great is His steadfast love toward us; the faithfulness of the LORD endures forever. Hallelujah.” ~Psalm 117:1-2
~Poiema, Poetry In Motion
But I will hope continually, And will praise You yet more and more. My mouth shall tell of Your righteousness And Your salvation all the day, For I do not know their limits. I will go in the strength of the Lord God; I will make mention of Your righteousness, of Yours only.”
I had the blessed privilege to read the above verses through a scripture reading plan for Hope, found though my Bible app. When I read the verses, the Light and Love of the Savior immediately flooded my heart and soul.
Instantly, Our Heavenly Father began to show me great revelation concerning these few words of hope. If you take the time to read through all of Psalm 71, you will find that the author is going through a season of tribulation, YET he makes the decision that he is going to:
We, like the author of this psalm, experience similar situations in our walk with Yeshua Jesus. There are times when it seems every obstacle has fallen into our pathway and that there is seemingly no hope at all.
We even become a beacon of light, peace and encouragement for others.
When we make the decision to continue to Hope in Him and His faithfulness, is when our faith is greatly ignited; for faith is indeed not an instrument of sight. It is in these pivotal moments of decision that greater revelation of Yeshua Jesus and His faithfulness become even clearer and we grow deeper in Him.
When we take the time to focus on His righteousness, forsaking any thought of our own which only leads us to be sin conscious, is when we embrace the fullness not only of His super abounding grace which is a free gift not earned (Ephesians 2:8-9), but His great love for us.
It is then that His Holy Spirit, alive in us, is able to remind us of past victories and triumphs that He has led us through, thus giving us greater hope that He will deliver us again. We will remember there is no limit to His love of us, nor what He will do for His beloved children. (Romans 8:31-39)
But most importantly, when we focus on Him, it is then thought our joy even in the midst of tribulation finds its perfect completeness. We rest ourselves in His love, and wait with fullness of faith that our Heavenly Daddy will protect us from all harm and bless us with His best!
Keep your hope in Him, and let His praises remain as the sweetest song upon your lips.
~Poeima Poetry in Motion
Drifting like crystal sand through the curves of an hourglass
I catch them with my fingertips
And cherish them like Diamonds
I created a blog posting a while back touching on this subject and truth, but I can’t seem to remember what it was titled. Rats!
In short, I argued that God sees us as His masterpieces, His precious works of art. And accepting that truth enables us to see ourselves in such a different light. In John 17:23 Yeshua Jesus prays to the Father that WE, His children would recognize and KNOW that God the Father loves us just as God the Father loves and sees Yeshua Jesus.
God the Father sees His Son as Perfect, Blameless, Beloved, Righteous, Well Pleasing, Delighted In. WELCOME! And this is how He sees those of us who trust in Yeshua Jesus’ Beloved Name, not because of our works or grand efforts, lest any man should boast, (Ephesians 2:8-9) but because of our faith in the finish work of His Son for us on the Cross.
This afternoon I was reminded of that message as I sat listening to a teaching by Pastor Joseph Prince. The scripture says:
Ephesians 2:10 For we are His workmanship (Poiema), created in Christ Jesus for good works, which God prepared beforehand that we should walk in them.”
The Greek word used for “Workmanship” is actually “Poiema,” from which we get the English word “Poem, Poetry.”
As Pastor Prince asked, so too I ask? What evokes us to write poems, poetry and song? Is it not romance and delight, longing and love, perfected attention upon someone or something near and dear to us?
Poiema: Greek Word from which we get the English word Poem, Poetry. This is what you are to God, Poetry in motion!
God has created us through Christ, with an undeniable love and devotion. We are His Poiema, His poetry in motion. We are created poetry for good works, as in, it is not a good work we have done that has made us the poetry. We are first the work of devotion and love, and this work of us and in us is shared with others to further evoke more devotion and love!
Poem: Something that arouses strong emotions because of its beauty.”
How brilliant is that? How awesome and lovely! You are beautiful to God, fearfully and wonderfully made! (Psalm 139:13-15)
My prayer is that we all begin to see ourselves this way, the way we truly are, the way Jesus Christ sees us. That we will love ourselves and cherish ourselves as sacred in His eyes and care, and treat others with the same awe and respect.
Thank you for allowing me to share this word with you!
*Definition for Poem, taken from Google dictionary resources.
If you have been following my blog for a while, I am sure that you have noticed a slight shift in genre expression. My usual subtle ways of thrilling and suspense, woven in threads of science fiction and fantasy, have taken a sabbatical, yielding the floor to Romance.
For a long while now, I have had the desire to try my hand in genuine, Clean read romantic fiction. I had jotted down a plot line , a word or two in the past, but I had never quite allowed myself to fully submerge in the expression. I never allowed my self to really feel it.
That is until recently and I have two fantastic bloggers to thank for that!
First, I would like to thank Blonde Lucy, the creator of the blog, Blondewritemore, for hinting that I should add “electric fan” moments to one of my manuscripts. (Follow her blog. I assure you your joy levels will double with each post of hers you read.)
Electric Fan Moment: To be immersed into a moment via literature where romantic tension causes you to blush, and or your temperature to rise, requiring the usage of an electric fan; generally a pG 13 moment of pining and longing; Moment where a passionate kiss is shared…
After Blonde Lucy’s recommendation and commendation for my having achieved “said” moment(s), I began to think more pointedly about the genre.
Thoughts took form and became action after having made the happy acquaintance of fellow blogger, Ottohandling, creator of ottohandling.wordpress.com. (You would be better for having followed his blog as well. Excellent writing and poetry, fashioned in raw emotion and expression. Brilliant!)
By conversing with Otto, seeing the bittersweet motions of romance from his evolving points of view, we engaged in a conversation. In one conversation in particular I experienced a spark that set off a fire of creative freedom.
What was said, you ask? What were those wise words that set your romantic freedom soaring?
Admiration doesn’t have to lead to flirtation or a romance. I think we have left this zone of healthy appreciation for beauty…” ~Otto Handling
Now if those words aren’t the catalyst for something magical, I don’t know what is.
He also talked about (the possibility of) being attracted to someone without desiring to be with them romantically. This thought is far deeper than we realize. To me, it means ignoring our base desires for physical sexuality while still acknowledging the splendor of that which is visual.
Romance for me means possibility. That possibility does not have to be married to physical sexuality, as some have taken romance to mean. Sensuality, amorous expressions, are not solely defined by what happens when passions are at their highest. There is so much more to it than that.
Truly, romance, sensuality, things of amorous nature are far more sacred than that.
The beauty of ROMANCE is birthed from the thought of what COULD be!”~ Candice Coates
Otto’s words (from my perspective) mirrored the view I have held when admiring the opposite sex. I have treated those who I have pinned over as fine pieces in a museum. I was free to look and admire, but not touch. Even my thoughts of them remained in an arena of classic admiration.
There need not have been a collision of mutual emotions in order for the light of “romantic” energy, and the delight of appreciation for someone else, to be experienced.
Think of it as walking outside for the first time in a day only to be greeted with a gentle kiss from the sun, the whisper of the first morning’s dewy breeze, and the caress of large, fluffy clouds moving across your face upon a crystal blue sky.
What do you feel? What happens to your senses in that moment? Isn’t that ROMANTIC? Isn’t that sensual?
I would say so!
Ruminating further on Otto’s words and my own, and pairing them up with Blonde Lucy’s encouragement, I took the ball and ran! I opened the door and let the caged bird soar freely and unhindered and now…here we are, experiencing, if only just a little, the glory of romance and the delight it brings.
Now that the gears of my romantic heart are well oiled, I am allowing the machine to run. This does not mean I will forsake my first love of Science Fiction, (never that!) but it does me I will allow myself to experience, even if only in my imagination, the beauty that is romance and the love for another.
That is the glory of being a writer, we get to experience so much of the world without ever moving a muscle.
Til later, lovelies. I am off to pine on with a smile, and imagine the possibilities!
If love and laughter
Be made as one
The light of the two
Would outshine the sun
Their seamless eternal weaving
Sewn true with wedded bliss
Of laughter’s joy spring
And love’s sweetest kiss
I dreamed in whispers
And mostly they looked of snowflakes gracefully gliding down into the depths of my navel
They cooled the loveliest burn with the kiss of winter
And the thought of you…
I tasted sweetness
And it slid across my tongue like the tide against the smoothest sands
The foamy gathering of water’s life tickling the edges of my senses
With the longing for you…
I swam in daylight
And the collision of skin and naked stardust shone like the finest glitter
It ignited my passion like the fruits of springtime, ripe for the taking
And I dreamed of you…
Til water’s foamy edges in sunlight, blushing fruits
I dream of you…
I dream of you…
To read part one, click HERE.
*This part of the poem was more so inspired by imagery formed and found in the Song of Solomon, as well as my own imaginative expression. Romance is a timeless and sacred art and beauty.