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?
For the cause of “good” came destruction.
For the cause of “making things better” they became worse.
For the cause of right came chaos.
Within the chaos, I tried to fix.
What I tried to fix remained broken.
What I tried to control remained immature and fought me for freedom.
Then I became aware of my own insanity.
By admitting it I became sane.
By letting go came freedom.
By setting setting free came maturity.
By admitting wrong came humility.
By accepting humility I welcomed help from a Higher Power.
It gave me strength in my weakness.
It gave me wisdom in my ignorance.
It gave me love and compassion instead of judgement.
And it gave her wings.
And it gave her freedom to go on her own journey.
And permission for me to get out of the way and let it happen.
Wynema Clark – 2/20/2019
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
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!
He said, I have something for you,
Will you have it?
You receive the gift
You open it to find
Your first breath in new life
Clear, pure, organic
It’s as if you died
Only to wake up to eternity
But you’re still grounded
Strength with an eternal quality
Swimming in rivers of love
You look the same, but it’s different
It’s new, it’s otherworldly
In this single gift is everything
All you can think to say is,
Oh my gosh, thank you!
He smiles and you know
You’ve only just begun.
Wynema Clark 12-18-2017
He is the way, the journey and the destination.
He is the truth, the understanding, the revelation.
He is the life, the experience, what is real.
He is the bread, the wine, the entire meal.
He is the answer, the anointing, He is the call.
He is the first, the last, He is all.
Wynema I Clark 9/26/2016
Not feeling all that poetic
But having much to say
From a passion rising briskly
Like the ocean to the bay
Is the love of Christ my Savior
As my eyes are opened wide
To His mercy and His kindness
And the life He does provide
So complete is His provision
So entire is His being
That it feels the nooks and crannies
And awakens me to seeing
Even with my body weakened
And on earth I live today
His life is like the ocean
And my life is like the bay
It will never be depleted
It will never cease to be
It’s a life that lives forever
It’s His life that lives in me.
So I rest in this knowing
I am righteous, I am pure
I am ever in His pleasure
And poetically secure.