Ode to Fiona the Hare-Maid

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She hushed stars to sleep,

tucked Moon under covers,

folded fleece dew,

and pruned black hole residue.

Fiona, the hare-maid: hopped ocean for sky, shined Sun’s glare and polished cloud reflection. a mystery and a whim, she lived in watery wordless still small of day.

 

 

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a conversation

“have you felt the tug
for more
the longing to be who you truly are
you try try try try try try try try
try more
yet in all your try-ing
you end up on the floor
(again).”

“yeh!’

“the Bible says all have sinned and fallen short of the glory of God
the Bible says the wages of sin is death
(don’t take my word, get into the Word yourself).”

“if sin leads to death, is there any way out?
is there a lifeline? hope? HeLp??!!?
(I need help…)”

“there is a Way:
Jesus.
He loves you so He died your death so you could
live.
just believe.”

“CRIKEY COOKIES. come again?!?!!!
so, you’re saying, I TOTALLY offended the King of the UNIVERSE who knows everything I
do
think
say
wrong
and He is JUST so He’s gotta judge which means I’m totally DEAD,
and there was NOTHING I could do about it???”

“yes.”

“BUT! (biggest but ever) God loves me! so He took my place! right?”

“correct. believe in Jesus. we’re saved by grace through faith. salvation is a free gift. what do you do with a gift?”

“regift to my great aunt, Flowita!! love her! she’s a professional fruitcake baker”

“??? well, usually you just open it, and enjoy it.”

“Oh, WoW! thank you Jesus!
AHHhhhhHhhhhHhH!!!!!!!!” *breakdancing and olympic singing into the sunset*

#gospel #goodnews #grace

stem-vein-petal, lavish photo of grace

heart palpitations patter pitter as earth shatters into 8,000,001 pot shards

tectonic plates broken

Son of Man broken on a tree for us

end ahead

beginning anew

today tomorrow forever

better than yesterday with You.

ending disguised by distraction

slumbering society: WAKE!

factions say this

denomination say that

tick tock time’s out

will you agree now?

Jesus is Lord

His love can bring you on board,

en route to eternity with a King whose majesty

outshines all light & bright

too beautiful to say

too awesome to contain

Creator, Sustainer, I can know You–for real?? For real. For REAL!!!

AHH!

each breath I enter

each exhale surrender

never exit

always present

undone

in Your gaze.