Leaves are singing their swansong, a drifting dance of death as they fall to ground.
Some float freely, still retaining some buoyancy and remnants of yellowing life.
Others scatter on the wind as crisped golden-russet confetti flakes.
Fit only to be trodden on, while we wait for bridal snow to appear as winter hovers on the threshold.
And my soul sits heavy some days, a slow dying on the inside whenever M.E fatigue droops me to bed, reddens these eyes and forces a body to lean into rest.
Oh how I need enlivening on days when the spark seems missing! Maybe you do too, my friend? Let’s pray…
Dear Lord,
I feel autumnal dry, parched on the inside.
Begin with my heart. Set it on fire with your enlivening spark.
Let it take root there, at the centre of all things, deep in my soul where you make me whole.
Fan into flame my feeble frame. Stir this dust into something more than ashes.
Give a kiss of life to my lethargic mind.
Sweep out the cobwebs. Make room for a shift in perspective.
Teach my soul to sing a new song. Ready me to receive renewed joy of my salvation.
And whisper close. Hold me as I muse on these muddy, maladroit days.
Remind me that Love is always with me; I only need to see and open my heart to receive it.
Then let me be seated, at rest in Love’s embrace.
Wait to be filled to overflowing until I am ready to be poured out again.
Thank you.
Amen.
A vessel to be filled
Lord Jesus come,
to my autumnal heart
I need your Love
Without it I wither,
curl up small and die
on the inside
crumble, fall apart
My light and life weaken
without the infilling and
spilling – I desperately need
restoration by radiance
Flood my being with
searing heat of grace
the fierce warm fire
of your Love’s embrace
Here I stand with
aching, empty hands
ready and willing
to accept and receive
A vessel to be filled
then give out freely and
help others to believe
©JoyLenton2015
Linking here with Holley at Coffee for Your Heart and Jennifer at Tell His Story