whispers on the wind

‘whispers on the wind’ poetry prompt

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sticks and stones

Written for the prompt ‘sticks and stones’.

“Be kind and compassionate to one another, forgiving each other, just as in Christ God forgave you.” – Ephesians 4:32 (NIV)

“In him we have redemption through his blood, the forgiveness of sins, in accordance with the riches of God’s grace.” – Ephesians 1:7 (NIV)

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someone i used to know

This was written for a poetry prompt called ‘someone I used to know’.

Prompts are fun and impromptu!

When the first two lines were written I had no idea it would end up being about me and the me I used to know.

I’m sure we all would like to go back in time and give a little ‘heads up’ to our young selves.

I made some very poor choices as a teenager and there were times I thought I might not live to see 21. I did, of course, and continued making bad choices thru my 20’s and early 30’s.

But God had a plan for me… To live and not die. And to turn back to him.

I still don’t know the rest of the plan. And maybe that’s a good thing. God knew we could only handle one day at a time. And then we need to rest and be prepared for the next day.

The Lord God is my strength, and he will make my feet like hinds’ feet, and he will make me to walk upon mine high places.” – Habakkuk 3:19 (KJV)

“The Sovereign Lord is my strength; he makes my feet like the feet of a deer, he enables me to tread on the heights.” – Habakkuk 3:19 (NIV)

Keep on treadin’ … one day at a time,

~kim

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garden of my soul

I’m not quite as messy as this poem suggests…most days anyway.

Thankfully Jesus died because he knew I’d be messy, inside.

Romans 5:8 comforts us –

“But God demonstrates his own love for us in this: while we were still sinners, Christ died for us.” (NIV)

He loved us in spite of, and because of, our messiness.

So keep on treadin’ on high,

~kim

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hope lives here

‘hope lives here’ was the poetry writing prompt.

“And now these three remain: faith, hope and love.

But the greatest of these is love.”

1 Corinthians 13:13

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word search

Do your prayers ever feel like a jumbled alphabet?

That’s because we’re human! And it’s ok.

I’m so grateful that when my words don’t make sense, God knows the answer…even if I didn’t voice the right question!

Isaiah 55:8-9, says, “For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways, ” declares the Lord.

“As the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways and my thoughts than your thoughts.” (NIV)

This verse may be referring to our sin compared to God’s grace and his peace. So when my sinful mind can’t or doesn’t form thoughts and words that coincide with my tangled web of emotions, I try to be still…

as God says to,

“…be still, and know that I am God…” (Psalm 46:10 NIV)

And that makes me feel secure knowing that his thoughts and ways are higher than mine!

Striving to tread…on high places,

~ kim

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beach blessings

How do you count your daily blessings?

No matter what each of us are going through (how many can say their life is without a ‘going through’ of some kind?), we need not look very far to find a blessing. It may not be in a bank account or a building.

God’s gifts come in so very many forms.

Today it might be a new blossom on the windowsill or an unusual bird visiting in the back yard. Tomorrow it might be a FaceTime call with a tried and true childhood friend.

God shows up in many ways. To know this, give thanks and count these blessings is to live a richer life. Regardless of what’s in our wallets.

I feel like a kid when I’m near the surf, along the shoreline. The ocean is full of beautiful treasures and not just gold bars and coins. So today I’m sharing a pic of a few recent gifts laid at my feet.

And I want to say I am thankful for each of my fellow bloggers. You also bless me daily.

Keep treadin’ on high,

~ kim

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