Three Poems

You’ve multiplied the many fruits

of every gift You’ve given me:

music, service, intellect,

with love-begetting-love

multiplied most;

and now

like a plant

in a pot

You ask me to rest;

and looking up I see Your hand

and feel grace shower down

                restoration,

                emancipation,

readying me for Your coaxing forth

                the new growth,

                the new buds,

                the new fruits,

                the new gifts-for-the-world.

At rest I receive

what I need for next,

what serves You best,

no longer tasks on a list,

but Kingdom-building-by-BEING alone.

So, “yes,” to this rest,

and all that comes next,

and the work of “Jubilee”:

                                          rest in You.

Rest in Me,

full of comfort;

I know you often optimize everything,

make the most of every gift,

Magis-ize each moment;

just for now,

stop and savor for savoring’s sake;

feel the wind;

hear the current’s gurgle;

see the stars;

fill full of wonder, and hear My heartbeat;

I hold you;

and the world;

and the works;

and everyone I’ve ever made;

so, full-of-comfort,

rest in Me.

You

are a reflection

of the invisible God,

light from Light,

joy from Joy,

sent to enfold

each soul you meet

in God’s embrace

at this moment in time;

love from Love,

you live in Me

and light the world

with My love,

because of My love.