…Sitting on the front porch with a hot cup of tea, gazing into the surrounding landscape of Ewe…

…in dire need of Kingdom principals to be applied to some unseen things I’m considering right now. There’s a sense of loss and discouragement following three weeks of working on a writing project that ended up being deleted because I couldn’t make it fit. Like a pair of every day shoes that begin to pinch one’s toes… or perhaps a delicate tea leaf steeped in too hot of water.

What is the difference between Godly wisdom and a pair of rose colored glasses?

Contrary to popular opinion, true success can’t be achieved by faking it. One simply can’t give an account for something one hasn’t actually received for oneself…and just dreaming about it will only carry you so far.

So I’m sitting here quietly sipping away at my tea, staring into the depths of our Ewe and it begins to make a phonetic shift towards the homonym ‘You’…and then by default to me, comprised of all lower case letters, ‘y-o-u’.

‘What do ‘y-o-u’ really believe?’

When dealing with any sort of noticeable discrepancy it’s not always easy to spot where the root of an untruth hiding is out; and, yes, it’s important to ferret it out.

It’s a task in which I find myself hindered, so I am totally depending on You, YAH, to help me. You’re the Person who knows me best…and You’re the only One who understands my heart. You fully know everything having to do with me since before my conception and during the length of time I’ve walked this earth.

“I will arise now and go about the city, through the streets and the plazas. I will seek the One I love…” Song of Songs 3:2 CSB

Allowing my thoughts to drift, they begin to mingle with some nearby peeps and chatter. There’s a family of sparrows just out of sight. Listening to them reminds me of the Bible verse about the sparrow’s nest, the one built near to the altars of God. My focus begins changing and I suddenly realize what it is that I’m looking at. My attention’s become drawn to a number of situations I’m only just now noticing tucked in within the landscape. They seem a sort of divine intervention, intended to prompt some needful and genuine conversation.

Thank You, LORD, for the prompts placed to help and guide me!

“…when I found the One I love, I held on to Him and would not let Him go until I brought Him to my mother’s house — to the chamber of the one who conceived me.”
Song of Songs 3:4b CSB

Continuing to pray as I examine my portion, there are pictures to take that add punctuation. Personally speaking I appreciate the fact they might add a few thousand words, so many different touch points in the variety of textures and colors.

How many times do I say ‘no’ to myself when it involves something I really want? Could it be that my neglecting to do so has led to a problem and the added weight of dead ‘would’?

How closely have I examined to see if I’m harboring any thought or activity not lining up with the word of God?

Even a small thing can divide a heart, turn out to be a bigger deal than it first looks! God is not mocked! Am I sewing to Spirit or to flesh?

What lie do I believe to be true?

So familiar it’s easily missed… or perhaps almost comfortable because it grows so close!

I want more than what can be grasped at the surface! You fathom its longest, deepest root! Route it out, LORD, and help me trash it! Kindly establish more of You in my ‘you’!

Is there anything nesting right beside the vine? …masquerading as something of Yours when, indeed, it’s really quite foreign!

The veil’s been removed, LORD; split open the seems! A breeze is come, the bell now tolls…and it has to do with me!

Thank You, too, for being so generous; for conversing so kindly and so graciously meeting with me in this space. Your tone and attentiveness travel fast and reach far. My prayer for others this day is that they, too, will be blessed by conversations that restore.

“When You said, “Seek My face,” my heart said to You, “Your face, LORD, I will seek.” Psalms 27:8 NKJV

“I’ll bring Him back to the temple within where I was given new birth — into my innermost parts, the place of my conceiving.” Song of Songs 3:4b TPT

🎤 I love You, LORD, and I lift my voice
To worship You, O my soul rejoice
Take joy, my King, in what You hear
Let it be a sweet, sweet sound in Your ear 🎶

In Jesus’ name I pray…Amen.