In Christ Alone

I have no poetry to record this event.

Two years ago, God sang Isaiah 54 over my broken spirit. It filled me with hope and buoyancy. In verse 9 it says,
“For this is like the days of Noah to Me,
When I swore that the waters of Noah
Would not flood the earth again;
So I have sworn that I will not be angry with you
Nor rebuke you.”

As I pondered in my heart on that, I was driving to the shop to buy vanilla ice cream to go along with some apple pies I’d made for my fellows at work. As I drove there, a radiant rainbow broke open the rainless blue sky in declarative colors. I laughed and thanked God for His promise.

The years have been heavy on me, and hard, but He has been faithful. At difficult times, rainbows have appeared in the sky to remind me that I have peace with God. Once, a stranger pulled me out of my own fog to see one. She got my attention and pointed to a rainbow in the sky. “Isn’t that strange?” she asked, “There’s a rainbow, but not a cloud in the sky.” She pointed out we hadn’t had rain; we weren’t meant to have rain. “Don’t you need rain to have a rainbow?” I remembered He was with me and the remembering dispersed my fog.

Sunday evening, so low on hope, my buoyancy long-spent, I again drove to the store to get ice cream. The sky hinting earlier at rainbows now proclaimed the largest, longest, most resplendent rainbow I’d ever seen. From horizon to horizon, the promise was brilliant and broadcast. People reacted in shock as they wandered out into the parking lot underneath the exhibit. I began texting my family to step outside, to gaze in wonder, but as I did gray clouds blew over the rainbow, erasing it from the sky and leaving naught but dark storm in its wake.

I was grateful for the view I had, but troubled by how easily storm can obscure promise. I thanked God, and I found myself begging Him to protect His promise from all harm, even harm caused by the recipients of His promise. I begged Him not to let anything cover up His kindness, or arouse His displeasure. My heart felt hopeful, but I couldn’t shake how easily the dark gray of storm hid even the strongest rainbow.

The next night, around 1am, my dogs asked me to take them outside. They made it sound important. I walked out into the darkness and wandered through the grass with them. I looked up to greet the moon, as has always been my custom.

An unbroken lunar halo traced a wide, unbroken circle all the way around the moon. The circle of light felt so close, it seemed like I was standing inside its circumference. All the colors of the rainbow shone through the black night sky. The circle was complete, the contrast highlighted its beauty, and it remained intact even when I returned inside.

His anger is ceased; His loving faithfulness endures unbroken forever. Storms may blow in, but He never leaves. He intends good to His people. He is willing and able. He is the one and only God, I tell you.

“Fear not, for you will not be put to shame;
And do not feel humiliated, for you will not be disgraced;
But you will forget the shame of your youth,
And no longer remember the disgrace of your widowhood.
“For your husband is your Maker,
Whose name is the LORD of armies;
And your Redeemer is the Holy One of Israel,
Who is called the God of all the earth.
“For the LORD has called you,
Like a wife forsaken and grieved in spirit,
Even like a wife of one’s youth when she is rejected,”
Says your God.
“For a brief moment I abandoned you,
But with great compassion I will gather you.
In an outburst of anger
I hid My face from you for a moment,
But with everlasting favor I will have compassion on you,”
Says the LORD your Redeemer.
“For this is like the days of Noah to Me,
When I swore that the waters of Noah
Would not flood the earth again;
So I have sworn that I will not be angry with you
Nor rebuke you.
For the mountains may be removed and the hills may shake,
But My favor will not be removed from you,
Nor will My covenant of peace be shaken,”
Says the LORD who has compassion on you.
“Afflicted one, storm-tossed, and not comforted,
Behold, I will set your stones in antimony,
And I will lay your foundations with sapphires.
“Moreover, I will make your battlements of rubies,
And your gates of crystal,
And your entire wall of precious stones.
“All your sons will be taught by the LORD;
And the well-being of your sons will be great.
“In righteousness you will be established;
You will be far from oppression, for you will not fear;
And from terror, for it will not come near you.
“If anyone fiercely attacks you, it will not be from Me.
Whoever attacks you will fall because of you.
“Behold, I Myself have created the smith who blows on the fire of coals
And produces a weapon for its work;
And I have created the destroyer to inflict ruin.
“No weapon that is formed against you will succeed;
And you will condemn every tongue that accuses you in judgment.
This is the heritage of the servants of the LORD,
And their vindication is from Me,” declares the LORD.

Let all God’s people say amen.

Amen.


70×7

If You, LORD, were to keep account of guilty deeds,
Lord, who could stand?
But there is forgiveness with You,
So that You may be revered.
I wait for the LORD, my soul waits,
And I wait for His word.

Psalm 130:3-5, NASB

Forgiveness is better
Than vengeance
When justice allows.
Don’t hold us to the letter;
Forgive our sins,
Our forgotten vows

Lead us from our ambition
Into humility and service
Beyond what we could
To pursue Your mission.
We don’t deserve this,
But You are good,

And all is Yours,
Even wayward we.


Unprotected

“You live long enough
You love hard enough
It’ll break you.”
There’s no other way

You know it’s true
If you’ve ever loved past the pain
The part that feels the beauty
The part that commits truly

Has no guards to cover its tenderness
Ït cannot live behind a glass
Instead, smiling at vulnerability,
Blooming like a flower in the rain

One part invincibility,
Every other part that remains
Framed in aching flesh
Choosing to love, to feel death…

Because only those who love
Can feel what it means to die.
Only Love can
Sing the honest grief of the lost;

Only love is worth that cost.


The Longsuffering Warrior God

How faithful You are
To we, the faithless.
Raining down provision,
Pausing in patience
At the grinding of ambition
Against Your places,

Your peoples and desires.

Allowing for all who might be saved,
Until the time the ark is closed
And the season of Promise begins.


Down Stream

We give birth into the current
Wherein we are born.
For one moment
We hold their heads
Above the waves
And all the eddies,
The burning, choking, treading
Against swirling, rushing
Inevitability

Is worth it.


In My Own Eyes

How have I spent
The language
You’ve given me?
In fear, doubt, anguish,

And sometimes faith?

Help me to recognize when close
Isn’t close enough.
Strengthen my obedience.
Fix Your love

On foolish me.
Protect me from every enemy,
Seen and unseen.

Redeem every failure.


Audacity

Will the table I’ve built,
Not so level, on four tall stilts,
Stand steady or slowly tilt

And will the life that’s spilt

Be redeemed
By The Great Redeemer?

I know He can, but not if He will.
Either way, I’m His.


As We

I don’t want to be angry,
Nor to complain again.
We’re all mad here
In the realm of men:

Male and female alike.


Faint Existence

I’m such a little me.
Everyone wishes on the first star
The brightest beacon
But who can see one so far,

So small and distant?


On Existence and Substance

Being a Wife

Being a Mother

Is being an emulsifier.