The Ink From Your Heart

January 12, 2013January 13, 2013 ~ Elizabeth W. Marshall ~ 6 Comments

Release your words, let them loose, set then free, let them soothe a soul in need

Place your words on the wings of the dove and let them soar to a world which struggles to breathe

Give your words, room to fly, to land on the threshold of the ones who ache, afflicted, in pain

Let your words be free to go, fall soft and gentle onto a soul, washing gentle encouragement over hurting man, woman

Let your words, still wet with ink leave the well of your heart, touched first by the spirit of God

And let them truly soar.

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The Spirit of God is arousing us within

Romans 8 – The Message

Praying for opportunities to speak words of encouragement and tenderness to one to the left and one to the right, all weekend long. May your weekend be peaceful, inspired by the gentle spirit of God, and open to touch another in need of transforming words from a heart that knows Him.

Joining Sandra Heska King for Still Saturday and Deidra for The Sunday Community

For The Love Of Peace

January 11, 2013 ~ Elizabeth W. Marshall ~ 9 Comments

Cloaked, by a robe, soft heavy on my soul
Worn, yet too often shed
Wrap me in tight, like a swaddled child
Bind my arms, all my limbs, my heart in the warmth
Of Peace.

Wrapped in the bubble, wrap of your care
Clothed in the cloak of your finest content
Lay me down in the black still of the night
And bathe me in wash me in cover me in
Your Peace.

Restless and wobbly as wet calf on new hay
Uncertain, her mother nudges, protects
Shore up and hem in a spirit which seeks
To step into lockstep with strides of
Your Peace.

And not to lay frozen, guarded from life
Not to stay boxed up like porcelain plates
Not to rest, fragile in a place of comfort, from all
But to bask in the glory and know without
Doubt, that peace which lifts and buoys a soul
Will carry us as deliverers to a world plagued by hurt
Passing on, in love, a deeply held

Peace.

When The Camellia Bloom

January 7, 2013January 7, 2013 ~ Elizabeth W. Marshall ~ 10 Comments

Brave, they seem
Beauty in the cold
Bold, they bloom
Bringers of hope
Bouquets of art in ash

Brave, they are
Bracing their blooms in the arctic winds
Braving the elements
Bringing merciful glory to a garden
Bunched or singular
Buglers of tomorrow’s new
Bastions of grace amid green foliage
All will be well with my soul,

When the camellia bloom.

Joining Laura at The Wellspring for her Playdates. One of my favorite places.