The Way of Love – Turn

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I turn
toward the Light of Life
try to catch a healing ray
like a flower
faces the sun
to be nourished
but what is it
I hunger for?
homebound, I open the blinds
to peek at a forbidden world
and wonder

“I am the light of the world. Whoever follows me will never walk in darkness, but will have the light of life.” — John 8:12

The Way of Love – Worship

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Today’s theme is worship. In his podcast, Bishop Michael Curry says that the act of worship helps us get out of ourselves and draw near to God. Worship reminds us it’s not all about us! We give thanks, we pray, and we go back out into the world changed.

I would add that one way we accomplish this change is through God’s word. For those among us who are homebound, Bible study can be the mainstay of worship. By doing this, we open ourselves up to seeing, hearing and feeling the word of God reflected in so many other aspects of life. And in this way, we begin to heal.

“He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds.”  
–Psalms 147:3 

The Way of Love – Going

 

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The Way of Love is the daily devotion I am following during Lent, along with my sister. The theme for Friday was “going.” This refers to Jesus’ practice of engaging diverse individuals and groups as he went along the path of his ministry. It’s not about travelling, rather it’s about who we encounter, and how we engage with them.

As part of our study of The Way of Love, we were challenged to ask God to help us see the world the way God sees the world. My first thought was that, if God wasn’t omniscient, She would be really confused! So many times throughout history, even now, we humans have touted God as the reason for violence, prejudice and worse. How many of us know people who distrust those of a different religion?

How do I think God sees the world? I thought about this all day Friday and prayed about it, too. I think He views it with disappointment as well as hope. Some people I’ve encountered view the world as hopeless, on a tragic path toward ecological and spiritual death. But most seem to accept the uncertainty and try to make things better by treating people and the environment with loving care.

I view the world with hope as I see young people caring about the earth and the people on it.  They are inventing technology to treat disease, clean up the environment, communicate, educate and entertain. They are hyperaware, motivated, dedicated. And so, so smart!

“Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.”     – 1 Cor. 13:6-7

 

 

Trompe L’Oeil

Welcome to Friday Fictioneers!  We are a community of writers from around the world who post 100-word stories every week, based on a photo prompt from Rochelle Wisoff-Fields’ blog.

This week’s photo was taken by fellow writer C.E. Ayr. Thank you, C.E.!

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Trompe L’Oeil

by Jan Brown

I’d been lost for days in a dense forest. I finally emerged into sunlight, illuminating a snowy white shoreline.  Whales frolicked in the crystal waters. It was idyllic! I was filled with a sense of joy and peace.

Then someone called my name….

I awoke in a hospital bed, a nurse checking my vital signs.

“Did someone find me on the beach?”

“Beach? No. You’ve been in a coma for days, ever since your car accident.”

Confused and upset, I slid out of bed and limped to the window.

There, in the mural across the street, was my lost paradise.

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At the Gate – NaPoWriMo Day 30

It’s the last day of NaPoWriMo, and we are challenged to examine the way that we begin and end our poems. One way we can do this is to take a poem we have previously written, turn it upside down (with the last line becoming the first), and edit it so that it makes sense.

I chose to do this with the poem I wrote for Day 1 of NaPoWriMo. The original poem started in a place of darkness and proceeded to a hoped-for state of light. Of course, reversing the order gave a different feel. With only a few words changed, the poem now ends by advising the reader not to be afraid of the dark (i.e., pain and suffering). I hope I can follow that advice myself!

I think the poem still retains the essence of hope and healing. If I have learned anything, it is that without hope, we cannot move forward.

angel statue

as you stand before the gate

she brushes off the snow and makes you beautiful

she carried you in a blithe but urgent rush

to your yearned-for destination

you ascend on angel’s wings

when light has failed you

so welcome the dark