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?
Formed in love
Created with breath
Believed into life
Redeemed out of death
Chosen and righteous
Whether I feel it or not
In my ups and downs
Your love hits the spot
I’m confident, strong and eternally blessed
Living by grace
In the midst of the mess
In weakness is strength
In sadness is peace
Enraptured by heaven
Your life is released
Flowing like rivers
Out of my being
Your life is mine
Believing is seeing
Wynema I Clark – 6-24-2018
I like bluebonnets in a Texas springtime,
And the landscape of a desert sky.
How about a canopy of trees along a winding road.
These are the things that make me take life slow
Breath the smell of honeysuckle
along a path I like to ride,
Or the smell of dinner cookin
through the back porch screen.
Life is sweet, Life is beautiful
Enjoy the endless journey of the ocean,
as your toes are buried deeply in the sand.
Let the music of your life have a
Cause life is sweet and it’s beautiful
Take in the moments as they come.
Don’t let your troubles hold you down.
Kiss your babies before they’re grown
And put that laptop down.
Cause time is passing,
And it’s beautiful
Wynema I Clark
Sometimes I like to take a walk
Call a good friend for a
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!
“The State Of Mind You’re In”
Walking among the lowly, dragging your lovely feet
there is no excuse for your appearance of defeat.
You wake-up every morning to the dream of those without
Yet you complain it’s not enough and you’re condemned to simply doubt.
What if where you are is the place to find your peace?
What if what you have is the shelf on which they reach?
What does that say about the state of mind you’re in?
What if you reached the mountain and you were just back here again?
Wynema Clark 4/4/2013