Breathe, Enjoy The Journey, Insticts, Life, Loving Things Living, Poetry, Rise

Living Things Living

  • Being silent, noticing living things, living. The breath of God flowing within and through as the trees bloom and the sun shines. A quiet appreciation of life. I think about how everything works together, as seasons change. Yeah, the pollen is falling and things get stirred up which brings an element of discomfort, but blooming and growth means life is bursting forth. There is a metamorphosis, things taking shape very naturally, very beautifully coming into form as God creates it to be. Watch it, living things, living! It’s everywhere! Do you notice?
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"It Is Finished", Breathe, Commentary, Cross, Enjoy The Journey, Floods of Rest, Gospel, Life, Love, Ministry, Poetry, Religion; spirituality, Religious

Floods Of Rest

An obsession with right and wrong had stolen my liberation most of my life. I wanted badly to get it right. It being my theology, my life, my character, my family, everything. But I got confusion and frustration and like parched earth on a hot Texas summer it starved my soul of the pure clean living water that was mine.

It was a drought of receiving and giving the love that so desperately wanted to flow. But slowly, the dam broke. Not like a thunderstorm, but like a still small voice saying, “It Is Finished” you can stop now and rest.

Let the water flow by letting go of right and resting now, because, I Am. I am your right, I am their right, I Am. And out of my belly flows rivers of living water. Floods of restful being, washing every part. I will never thirst again.

Wynema Clark 12/22/2018

Alone-Ness, Commentary, Cross, Enjoy The Journey, Insticts, Life

Alone-ness

It is in my alone-ness that God and I communicate the best. In the quiet of my evening, when my day has unfolded and my concerns or request are raw and laid bare. As I finish up my day, we talk all while I clean the kitchen or wash my face.

I also like to walk either alone or with my pups in tow. No music or podcast or sermons. Nothing to place my concentration on or distract me from where my thoughts are. Maybe family concerns or things happening with my friends and we talk about it. Even my own personal anxieties or feelings of inadequacy I notice in the quiet. Those I share with Him and He often reminds me of the truth or highlights a lie that I’ve allowed in.

In the quiet I can really focus on where my thoughts and feelings are settling. If I am emotional in certain thoughts and why that particular thought elicits such emotion, the Holy Spirit gently and quietly points out the truth and where it fits or doesn’t fit with who I am.

Sometimes my feelings are strictly based on lack of sleep or hormones. In these I am given grace. Those are physical and may not be based on a lie, but physiology. I remember the difference between eternal and temporary and I am thankful for the temporary and I allow myself to feel it and then let go.

Sometimes I even embrace the highs and lows for a time, to enjoy the range of emotions associated with being alive. It allows me a healthy, honest physiological experience in the moment.

I am thankful for a full range of emotions. I am thankful to my Father for being a woman.

Wynema I Clark

Enjoy The Journey, Life, Poetry, poetry; commentary, Religion; spirituality, Religious

Enjoy The Journey

Sometimes I like to take a walk

Call a good friend for a

light-hearted talk

Read a good adventure book

Or look around and take

A long hard look

At what is mine in the here and now

To see it in creation

and just say “wow”

I see it in the trees and the sky

and I fill it in the air that is crisp

In the cute, freckle face kid

whose hair is in a wisp

I see it in the stars, in the sun

and the rain

I see it in the comfort and

I feel it in the pain

I see it in my home when

the kids are running free

I see it in the mirror when

you’re looking back at me

I see it all around so I can

slow down my pace

And enjoy this journey now

because of your amazing grace!

Poetry

“Just To Think”

Do you ever do anything, just to think?

Shut out the world and let your mind and spirit sync.

Do you ever take a walk in the cool of the day,

And stop to smell the aroma of a wild bouquet?

If you treasured the moment that’s here and now,

If you opened your mind to what your heart would allow,

You would see beauty in ordinary things,

Realize a peace that only God brings.

The anxiety the rush and the stresses of existence,

Would be but a memory way off in the distance.

Wynema Clark 4/6/2013