Monday, March 26, 2012

my favourite things/ Lord I run to you again and again

I wait
for the evening to fall
for everyone to sleep
then I venture out
one last time

It is easier before supper
in the brightness of the afternoon glow
the air still warm from the Spring sun
the snow soft underfoot
the day still sparkling
in all its splendor

but I wait
and in my last bit of weariness
before I can resist sleep no longer
I head out

seven huge pails of water
one of soaked beet pulp and dairy ration
stretched on the long toboggan
and because it is Spring's slipperiness
I dangle myself at the back
holding fast
pulled down by the steep and icy hill
steering with my feet
like a rudder
behind me

I've watched all 6'8" of Jedaiah do this
winter after winter
it works well

no crashes at high speed into frozen snow banks
no spilling of domino buckets
except maybe two or three times a season
by me

I'm not as clever as my son
who jumps off at just the right time
but even that I am mastering

This is my entrance into

The Holy of holies

there are no distractions
as I commune here

as His heavens declare His majesty
I am filled with awe
and laid empty before
my Maker
My Abba Father
I find Him easiest here
though always
'He Is"

It has been three nights
since this outburst of glory
this game we play

I keep wanting to share it

too much glory to hold in

The sky had a hint of deep red
as I slid down the hill to my chores
no crashing
a perfect landing
a look around to see His majesty enthroned
a Heaven astounding in its brilliance
dark but star studded... again

how I love His presence

even in the darkness of the night
He has taught me to trust Him here
my old fears allayed
my heart thrust open
my eyes lifted
my breath deep and free
total peace
and rest
in Him

I am no longer tired

my swing was busy this night

as I again sat swaying in the loft

hay and water all given
grain devoured

I swing
watching the goat herd
fat with young
about to burst forth
the dogs doing their night watch
the feathered ones quiet
the horses' munching of hay
steady in the night air
a soft rumble against the coyote
howls of the night
like the


The sky is simple in its brilliance this night
if all this beauty can ever be said to be simple

I spotted no falling stars
like the night before
the red was deep and mixed
with darkness

all the creatures tucked in for the night
I was almost home

all the way I had searched
for Aurora Borealis
but the sky was silent of its dancing colours
it lay sleeping and calm

I was half way up my hill
the toboggan of empty buckets
scraping the silence away

I know my Redeemer liveth
and this is a game we often play together
in the small hours of the night
when others do sleep and dream
as I near home

when He asks me...

I turn around

knowing all had been only star studded darkness
but knowing that in this game
God only asks me to trust Him...

I turned...

His gift was there for me

Green streaks stretched high and wide in the sky
Brilliance and Busyness !
the horizon dancing with this glory
where a moment earlier
it lay sleeping

and I laughed
from a deep spot in my heart
that believes God...
that wonders at how
He can play this game
over and over with me
and like a young child
I am always delighted
clasping my hands
and rejoicing

it is in the knowing...
it would be there

This is our game

for this
I wait
for the night

for this I turn
when I near home

after all the glory
of this game we endlessly play

I know nothing is impossible

with Him

we talk and laugh and shout together with joy
I lay silent before Him
then we shout joyously together again
the night a chorus before us
the colours sing out like a song
He hears "all" of my heart
and I feel I understand His
I stand humbled before Him
at His faithfulness
His tender mercies
this lavished grace
this miracle time of refreshment
my praises lifted
and thanksgiving
my burdens laid down
my beloveds lifted
the hard things given up

I take a deep breath
I hold it

and then it is gone
the night sleeps on

but His joy rests within me

I slide beside my beloved
covers pulled up around us
his soft sleeping breaths comfort about me
I close my eyes
and  know
there is One who watches over us

He cares for us

He always is

Even in the morning
when the night glory has been lifted
when a deep blue reaches out to the heavens
All that glory is still there
though I can't see it dancing the same
He still is
all around me

I just know He is
His dance in my heart
and His song
still with me

whether it be bright daylight
or overcast night

I will always run to You
again and again

my favourite things