Another Call… #sundaydevotion #phonecalls

The phone rings, it’s ignored

it rings again, such an irritant

his phone jumps about the table

exasperated he answers

“she isn’t here, she’ll call you back”

(sobbing on the other end of the line)

“My car was just hit.  I’m sitting on the side of the road”

“Are you okay honey? Here’s mom.”

 

 

How often do we get calls that we don’t pick up?

I have family on their own ring tone and I still miss their calls.

Ever think about this? God always hears our cries for help and He knows each of our voices (kind of like heavenly ring tones.) Not only does God hear our cries, He hears us complain, whine, beg for direction. The phone exchange in Heaven has no down time and our calls are always answered – no dropped calls. Try prayer the next time you feel at the end of your earthly rope – He is listening!

 

                                              “In my distress I called upon the Lord, And cried to my God for help; He heard my voice out of His temple,  and my cry for help before Him came into His ears.”

                                                                                                                 Psalm 18:6

“The righteous cry, and the Lord hears And delivers them out of all their troubles. The Lord is near to the brokenhearted
And saves those who are crushed in spirit.”

Psalm 34:17 & 18

                                              “Call upon Me in the day of trouble; I shall rescue you, and you will honor Me.”

Psalm 50:15

 

 

 

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Escape #devotion #poetry #photography

 

 

Intent on his prey

the vulture’s eyes are focused

one claw bearing down

lips smacking with anticipation

carrion bird won’t fly

not until complete his destruction

sickened by the stench

I avert my eye

society is incarcerated

parrying with the devil

dancing in the streets

awaited by wickedness

to be finally consumed

its a choice for you and I

offer ourselves at futility’s altar

or escape death

finding our wings

on golden currents

that carry us home

 

“For I envied the arrogant when I saw the prosperity of the wicked. 

They have no struggles;  their bodies are healthy and strong. 

They are free from common human burdens; they are not plagued by human ills. 

Therefore pride is their necklace; they clothe themselves with violence.

 From their callous hearts comes iniquity; their evil imaginations have no limits. 

They scoff, and speak with malice; with arrogance they threaten oppression.

Their mouths lay claim to heaven, and their tongues take possession of the earth.”

Psalm 73: 3-9

“You guide me with your counsel,
    and afterward you will take me into glory.
Whom have I in heaven but you?
    And earth has nothing I desire besides you.”

Psalm 73:24 & 25

 

 

 

To be Inspired #spiritual #poetry #song

You are strong and beautiful in rites and in the shining of the altar,

mounting like the smoke of perfumes to the column of praise.

Where you intercede for the people who stretch towards the mirror of light

to whom there is praise on high.

(Excerpt from”Columba Aspexit”  by Hildegarde von Bingen at All poetry)

Can you carry  this song to parched nations?

offering silver hope in the sight of none

whispered echo of your victory

in chanted prayers of the nuns

Our trodden spirits long to be revived

as our souls are seered and desert dry

bathe our feet in holy libations

tears caught when the heavens cry

Give us cause to upward lift our praise

 gathered in one choral sacrament

to raise notes in pleasing offering

let ours be a welcome instrument

Lord in humility we prostate lay

what we place on the altar meek

make change in our hearts be true

let it be your precious love we seek

like the winged white symbol

let us with one spirit rise

lifted unto the radiant son

upon righteous wings we fly

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“Then will I go to the altar of God, to God my exceeding joy:

yes, on the harp will I praise you, O God my God.”

~Psalms 43:4

Poets United Midweek Motif  has asked us to write a poem based on the work of Hildegard von Bingen a nun in the tenth century. I was not familiar this woman but am inspired by her poetry and music. There is much to be learned from a humble heart whose only intent is pleasing her God.