Awake

Dying on the cross:
A way to tell us stay woke?
Your cross. Everywhere.

(Photo: My cross of nails superimposed over Internet photos from recent events)

Follow

He said, "Follow me,"

And that way led to the cross,

But didn't stop there....

(Photo: Taken from the bus en route from Oban to Glencoe on May 25, 2016)

Freeing Us

Freeing us

Arms outstretched and releasing,
being vulnerable,
facing life with gusto
(without fear),
knowing we are loved
even when we fail.

Life is ahead of us
in more ways than one:
We open up our arms
to let go, to be free
so that we can embrace
that which is
life-giving.

You!
You make it possible:
Your own arms outstretched,
letting go of life
to gain life
for
us.

There you are
on a cross.
Freeing us.

Healing

We are broken, Lord ~

We are the one who cannot find his way
Who struggles with the first steps;

We are the one who is disappointed and hurt
By the roadblocks put in his way;


We are the one who is uncertain about
The lump, the pain, the numbness;

We are the one who agonizes over
Divisions in the church;

We are the one who is suffering
From depression;

We are one the who feels the slings and arrows
Of those who bear false witness;

We are the one who is distressed, crying inside
As she watches the pain of her loved ones;

We are the one who goes to bed hungry;
We are the one who lives in a war zone;
We are the one who has been abused;
We are the one who is homeless;
We are the one who ~

Here we are, broken,
At the foot of the cross,
Seeing our Savior
Bearing our burdens, our sorrows, our losses,
Suffering. Broken, too,
Yet knowing that there is a resurrection,
There is healing,
There is wholeness and life
From this One.