The Contemplative Way The contemplative way invites you to pause and stare at a butterfly, in awe of wing designs, of the manner which she slowly opens and closes a million secrets. The contemplative way … Read More

This presentmomentmessfacecare Bring the past to the presentand honor her still Those concerns about the future?they make senseyet, today has worries of its own Honor what is Show up to this present secondand lose yourself … Read More

HardHealingCan we have one without the other? Why, then, does it hurt to know hardWhen healing waitsaround the bend? Perhaps we’re unsure how long the hard will last What will it require of us?What will … Read More

I wonder if I’m looking for an answer that doesn’t exist Gold at the end of an imaginary rainbowIf I had an answerI’d be justifiedBut what good would that serve? Yes, here are all the … Read More

God iswinnowingleadingbeckoninginitiatinginvitingdrawinghealingunearthingandmanifesting In order todraw you closer to His heartofloveintimacyconnectioncaresafetytruthgrace andunconditional acceptance. Bekah Pogue

What if the places you’re lookingare too crowded to see youin all your splendor Where then, can you go to be known? Go to the field where the flowerslift their faces to the sunand invite … Read More

I can continue to fight but I’ve done that forfartoolong Wiser to pause and pay attention tothe Voicethatbeckons Discerntake notepeer beyond what is seen For, insight breathes wisdominner knowingdeep perception That often can’t be put … Read More

God, I’ll go to the basement of my paindepressionsadnessand anger Only if you promise to walk with me Hold my surrenderedsearching hand When I pause to stop and cryplease steady me When I’m fumbling my … Read More

If the Trinity is dirt, grass, and rockThen they are truly Everywhere They are in dirty handsSoilSmudged faces of the homeless, who sit in corners They are in fieldsFlowerbedsBouquets at weddings and funerals They are … Read More

We fall asleepWith his thumb resting on my wristRegulating my pulse To a steadyThumpthumpthump The image of God’s hand laying on mineComes to mindHis palm meeting my open one How much of my life have … Read More