sing: ways in which the Holy Spirit talks to us

God knows what each one of us is dealing with. He knows our pressures. He knows our conflicts. And He has made a provision for each and every one of them. That provision is Himself in the person of the Holy Spirit, indwelling us and empowering us to respond rightly.” — Kay Arthur

We long to receive comfort, support, guidance and answers to prayer. God has not left us bereft. We have the Holy Spirit indwelling our hearts by faith. His continual presence reassures, leads, guides, teaches and speaks to us in ways we can understand. The prayer/poem below explores some of the ways we can seek His help.

Talk to our hearts 

Sing Spirit—
Sing of the soul’s birth,
it’s rightful place in this world,
sing in whispers, in clouds, and lullabies,
in every tree, plant, person, ocean, and sky.

Sing of secrets
that lie out of reach
concealed far from prying eyes,
covertly hidden in plain sight
but revealed to the faithful and wise.

Bring us messages
direct from heaven,
written in holy script,
which we receive when we read
your wondrous words with humility.

Talk to our hearts,
talk strong, talk soft, talk much, 
as you slowly break apart 
our hardened souls of stone
where you are now enthroned.

We long to hear
a comforting word, an answer
to prayer, guidance and confirmation,
reassurance, hope and encouragement 
to give us courage to start again.

Though we might not
listen hard enough, or even rebel
and go our own way sometimes,
don’t ever give up speaking to us
each and every day of our lives.
© joylenton 

“But the Advocate, the Holy Spirit, whom the Father will send in my name, will teach you all things and will remind you of everything I have said to you.” — John 14:26 NIV

denudement: paring back to necessities #thedailyhaiku 30

 

Trees are slowly becoming divested of their covering. Layers are being removed by the elements. It’s a stripping off, losing a covering of leaves, a paring back to skeletal form, especially as wintry winds take hold.

There’s a strange kind of bare-bones beauty in the removal of a tree’s raiment, decorative as it is. Twisted branches speak of weight-bearing under strain, with an arthritic suggestion extending to the depleted spindliness of twigs, one I can relate to in my own weakened frame, with joints distorted by arthritis.

Life itself has a way of paring us back, and we notice it in particular when our bodies grow slack and bones protrude with lengthening years. It’s as if we are being issued with a salutary reminder that life consists of so much more than the physical. Which it does, of course.

Then I think of how stiff and resistant our souls can become, needing the wild winds of Holy Spirit to blow upon them like a wake up call. Extraneous leaves that have littered our thinking are denuded. We are brought back to simple necessities.

We learn how it is always better for us to remain pliant and flexible in spirit, able to surrender, bend and stretch to life’s challenges, aided by God’s grace. His Holy tune is the one that plays on human hearts. We are encouraged to listen to what it is saying and to yield to the wind of heavenly Love as it shapes us from season to season.

denudement

arthritic branches
bend and stretch to wind’s wild tune
denuding their leaves
©joylenton