Friday, August 24, 2012

Sabbath Reflections...

Reaching... Remaining

34 Marlton Grove... our front garden
Tender shoots… vulnerable and alone
reaching for the sky, reaching to connect.
tender greens looking to the sun.
reaching into the unknown
in the grasp of unseen forces,
tossed back and forth by the wind
connected to the vine.
no struggle…
simply reaching out.

I see these tender shoots
I see myself…
reaching out, grasping…
longingly looking…
for connection,
for meaning in this new place
struggling against the wind,
against… I don't know what
sometimes feeling alone and vulnerable.

oh that I would remain connected to the vine.
oh that I would simply reach out, vulnerable…
yet never alone.
oh that I would allow the wind,
the wind of the spirit to guide me.
always remembering…

"I am the vine; you are the branches.  
If you remain in me and I in you, 
you will bear much fruit; 
apart from me you can do nothing."


  1. Insightful and inspiriational prose.
    My first thought when you mentioned "vine" was Jonah...unlike him I pray that you will connect even more --and may I say intertwine with the vines of Ireland.
    Blessings on you and your sweet family.

    1. It's interesting to me how a word can speak different thoughts. I didn't even think of Jonah... although as you mentioned him I could not help but think about the desire for people to come to know him being overridden by the desire to be comfortable. I want to be willing to do whatever it takes to share Jesus and His love. Thanks for your prayers... we need them more than ever.

  2. Hi, Steve. I just finished reading your posts. -all good stuff that hits home. Tnank you for your insight about Jesus cleaning our temple! Today I'm taking making some margin time. It feels great! ...and yes, Lord help me to be short sighted more of the time. Plz give my greetings to Annette. You are in my prayers. Toni/LCCN

    1. Toni, great to hear from you... it's always an encouragement to know people find my musing helpful. Blessings on you and LCCN... great memories