Tuesday, November 12, 2013

my favourite things/ Autumn colours scattered

the Autumn colours
lay scattered all around

a dusting of snow gives covering
to its once brilliance

I lay mulling over this
Cat Ole stretched out
across me
warm and caught up in this season of rest
garden put away
tools in the shed
food in the cellar
sawmill under shelter
home fires burning

it is a black and white world out there again
except for the earthy subtleties one must search for
the lichens and mosses
and softly muted branches growing
close to the ground
a few rosehips
for the
sojourning grouse
through the
coming winter

but there emblazoned
bright in the window
shines all the stained glass

the morning light fixating it
bold and glorious
against this
and white

they have always hung there in the window

now that the summer glory around them has faded
I see their glory

I am praying for life today

we are a window 

we see out at the world
the world looks in

there is the Spring and Summer glory
and the Autumn brilliance
and as Autumn slips into Winter
our life begins to fade
God is the stained glass that becomes emblazoned

we sing Amazing grace
we remember hope
we have faith in the unseen future
of life beyond these muted fadings of life
of a glory that outshines
all others

Love comes to us all
and takes us Home

in its season

when He is ready

Our life will be taken up with His
and shine in all its brilliance
because at that moment
we will see Him as He is
and we will become like Him
a stained glass
emblazoned pure
with His enduring Love
and grace shining
brilliant and beautiful
against our old
and fading

When He has tried us
we shall come forth as Gold

our rest will be complete
Cat Ole stretched out across me
Autumn colours scattered

my favourite things

Friday, November 8, 2013

my favourite things/ sighs wrapped with ribbons

I miss these days
young ones sprawled everywhere
laughter spilling over
hugs a plenty

there will be four
little ones
and with Bethany's...


God knows what my sighs say
and He gives patience
and holds this love
wanting to spill out
holds it
makes it ready
takes my antsiness
and squiggles
and helps me wait

I am  not very good at this waiting
I see too plainly
the fun we can have

even this keeps me smiling
as I wait

Wyatt will be seeing his first Christmas tree soon
seeing all the joy
knowing all the love
little St Nicky will be spending his second Christmas
where love is
it will be wrapped in each heart
around their tree

I want to be there
to see all the ribbons
and hearts opened
and love pouring out

Beth said
if you make the gingerbread cookies now
and send them
they will be yummy and stale by Christmas

love in a box

I want to see the ribbons pulled
and smiles leaking out

God knows my sighs
and holds these happy tears
these waiting and longing tears
these missing you tears

He holds them all

When the Love box is opened
the tears come out all smiles
and laughter

wrapped with ribbons

my favourite things