Pen stands astute ready to conduct symphony of dot and tittle,
and we all go marching into her soft warmth.
Peace settles into her nest,
life is pronounced.
All of my being displaced in the barrel of this object,
and there my relationship with You rests and is made known.
Sharp metal pressing character into tree flesh once more,
pointing toward that other Holy imprint of time and its great divide.
There in the suspended sacrament of B.C. and A.D.
the Word clings to pulp and the blood flows.
It echoes still- as red ink pours onto page.
Confusion leaves, focus comes and faith is strewn.
~Delissa Jo Payne
Thursday, December 6, 2012
Wednesday, December 5, 2012
The following truth from ancient scribe, Zechariah, has been synonymous with EVE, a lively sisterhood of women I lead in Oklahoma City, for many years.
"Not by might, nor by power, but by my Spirit," says the Lord of Hosts.
Only recently, have I noticed the next line of the promise from the Lord's own mouth.
"WHO ARE YOU, O great mountain*?
And he shall bring forth the capstone with shouts of Grace, grace to it!"
*The great mountain was a figurative reference to the great obstacles the people of Israel faced in rebuilding the temple
Christianity not being for the squeamish is taking on new meaning as of late. An encouraging word from my pastor..."Delissa, you're already messy, there's no point in turning back now. Just keep getting messier."
Now there's a DIRTY little secret for all Christians. What great and timely wisdom! The cost of discipleship is great and rips every shred of flesh straight through to the marrow of Spirit. And it doesn't look "pretty" by our standards, but I believe it is a glorious sight to behold by the Father of Lights.
PS WHO ARE YOU? My favorite line in scripture right now. :))
Posted by sunny-d at 12/05/2012 10:14:00 AM