Canticle II

My soul thirsts for the living God. The deer seeks out water brooks.

My most inner self longs for you, thirsts for the living God.

His mountains of stone like Him stand. His rapids and floods cover me.

My poured out soul cannot contain such high thought as these.

Deep calls to deep in holy noise. I fall to my face in worship.

a psalm of David…transposed…

Canticle

My pen is bent to glory. I address my verses to the King.

He anointed me with grace. My pen bends to a noble theme.

Your dwelling places are lovely. Your throne is beyond our comprehension.

Truly it is God who saves me. He is my rock and my salvation.

a psalm of David…transposed…

 

Wordless Wednesday

How Erotic, To Be Understood

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What inspires us?

A friend who follows my blog once commented that those who read my posts were sometimes confused; that they liked most of what I wrote about and enjoyed it all, but were often left wondering-like where in the world did that one come from?! She asked me where I get my ideas and inspiration. As you all know, that is the question, is it not?

For instance-I have had this little colored square saved in my media for months and just realized what the acronym stands for! Well, maybe I am in some respects. I just looked at the individual words and thought, “That’s me!” or hoped it was. Who of us would not want to be thought of in that way? Maybe that is what my friend was getting at.

One of the reasons I blog is that among you awesome group of writers, artists and photographers I have found people who understand me, you know what makes me tick, I am able to dialogue with you about what is the stuff of my soul. Yes, it is enormously good and satisfying and erotic to be understood! There should be a “home-group” for folks like us! Alas, we must remain in the virtual world. I am thankful for you!

All things ambiguous inspire me to death! Everything that is hard to figure out, to understand, to put in a box, that has no boundaries, the inexplicable, all that is bigger than ourselves, all that could be or should be or that you would want to be. A thing, place, person, situation, dimension, a sound, a color or a word that is not yet know to me that could be-that is what I dream-seek-yearn with all my self to find within to write about and/or create on canvass. Aha! “She goes too far and aims too high!”, they all would say. I say, “Nay!”

Take a look at my fourth image: “With God, all things are possible.” Yes, He created me as I am, unique, ambiguous, a little strange, sometimes mysterious, always unique. He put this desire into me and gave me a couple of gifts.

He gave you Gifts as well! I know what inspires me and you know what Blazes in yourself. Write. Create. Paint. Take amazing photographs. Oh, my friends, be inspired! You are a group of Inspire-rs! Thank you for it!

Wordless Wednesday

The WORD spoke forth and They were created.

The WORD spoke forth and They were created.