Because Souls Are Like Gardens
'Because Souls Are Like Gardens' is a collection of fictional and non-fictional musings—anywhere from life's quirky moments and general happenings, to thoughts and experiences around Jesus, the Kingdom, and truth. Much like a garden, what is planted here today, will be different to what is planted here tomorrow. Happy Pickin's!
In the beginning, we had it all. We had constant connection with our Heavenly Father (El Shaddai) and genuine governance over all creation. We had been given the ability to caretake in supernatural and providential ways, and to see El Shaddai’s Kingdom through the eyes of our hearts—there were no blockages between us and Him. The fullness of His frequency was meshed with our own...
Softly, gently, I unfurl my wings And rise on the life of Your breath Into timeless places With no beginning and no end, And I am found in You, Perfect One. You’re my place of constant rest, Where I am absent from the stuff, spit and clay Of my own mess....
This is a thank you note to say I appreciate the fact that in YOU that I LIVE and move and have my being... not through anything else.
So after many years, I think I finally get it (just dove right on in there, didn’t I?) If you live according to the flesh (place your eyes on your flesh) you will reap the things...
These days, This era, This time in history, Has opened up a space for a clarion call, An invitation, That was never actually laid to rest in the first place...
I picked these flowers for myself because I like them and because I am worth them. Why? Well, aside from everything else...
Mary’s little lamb, Polly.
I’ve been thinking about you a lot this week—like a real lot.
Micro shots with my macro interest: A brief introductory walk around my garden to enjoy the first flowers of Spring.
As a tiny, uprooted redwood sapling, I was brought to this city of refuge in the hands of the Master Gardener. In my previous environment, I'd had many near-misses with death because the person I had been gifted to hadn't seen my value. My worth. I was only an
