I Am Said I (Huruma)

I am Wedded to Christ On Calvary Clothed In Garments Woven Seamless Gift Of a Mother's Interior Beauty Invisible To the naked Eye Night of darkness Shines And Joy Surprises The Crucified (Shankill March 2017)

In the timeless state Of Divinity All is present He lives in me I am in Him Eternal Word In womb and boy And man From heaven emerging To heaven returning In heaven abiding Even now I will not despise The means By which I am Conformed to Him

God does not see as we see. We look at appearances but God looks at the heart, the interior. ( 1 Samuel 16:6-7 ). In the healing of the blind man God seeks to lead us to the opening of the eyes of our mind, heart and soul so that we learn to see as God sees, that we come to see the presence of God in every circumstance of life, to recognize the blessings that flow from the presence of God, “ that the works of God might be displayed ” (John 9). A central purpose of the miracles of Jesus is to lead us to faith, a deepening of faith which in turn leads us to worship God. That was the purpose of the Exodus from slavery in Egypt – that the people of Israel could be free to worship God. The man cured of his blindness arrived at a point faith, “ The man said, ‘Lord, I believe’, and worshipped him” (John 9:38). The miracles are also of course expressions of the compassionate love that God has for us all, especially anyone in distress. Blessings come to us in many ways – th...

The Hands that ache to Reach and sooth and heal The sore These Hands are nailed Held back The feet obliged to To bear forgiveness For the hurt These feet are nailed Held back With Christ I hang Upon the Cross And we are powerless Now The only freedom lies In death descending To the depths of hell Still held With nothing To be done But wait Until the dawn Of Grace

Light beckons the soul To night I fly in its wake Into the depths Of darkness The disappearance Of all that would give Me sight Trusting the Presence The Absence that is Evidence Of the One For whom I ache And yearn and thirst His imperceptible Breath Inflowing to me The Holiness to which I am called The Love of which I am incapable

In the second account of Creation in Genesis chapter 2 we are given an insight into two aspects of our true nature. The first is when God creates man from the soil of the earth we are reminded that we are created from the soil of the earth meaning that we are earthly, in the living of our faith, we are to keep our feet on the ground. Secondly, we are told that our earthiness is infused with the breath of God’s own life and this is the essential part of our nature that sustains us in our life, a reminder of the divine nature that is within us and sets us apart from all the rest of God’s creation. When Jesus goes into the desert He holds these two aspects of our nature as one and in the desert, He represents each and every one of us in our struggle with temptation, in whatever struggles we go through in life, reminding us to hold as one these two aspects of who we are. What Satan seeks to do with Jesus in the desert, the idea he seeks to get across to all of us is that we do n...

‘The Lord has abandoned me; the Lord has forgotten me.’ Everyone knows what this feels like at some point or time in life. The sense of abandonment, desolation and isolation that can befall us for whatever reason and for no reason at all. In times like these we can be confronted by, what I call, the tyranny of joy. Not that there is any tyranny in joy itself but there are people who slap us in the face (that's how it feels) with a version of it and present it to us as if it were something that can be turned on at will. It’s like saying to a depressed person, “snap out of it” – the “don’t worry, be happy” kind of thing. These comments are well meant but totally unhelpful because they are powerless to create joy. They remain external to us. The response of the Lord God to our sense of abandonment and desolation is, first, that He enters into the experience with us and offers us a Word that is relevant and has a power within it to stir even the tiniest flicker of joy. He res...