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Shameless Audacity

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Shameless audacity

Just go ahead and ask

You will not regret it

Pour out your words

Coming straight from your heart

What do you need?

What do you want?

Who are you carrying

Close in your thoughts?

Bring it all up

Bring it all out

Pray –

What will it hurt?

You will be welcomed

You will be heard

In this place

Where heaven meets earth

Connection becomes communion

Ask, seek, knock

Believe and receive

The Spirit is yours

 

© 2017 Julie Clark

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Who Are We?

I Practiced What I Preached on Sunday.  I asked about my new name since battling my third cold of the season I was feeling rather Sick and Tired.  The answer is embedded in the following poem as well as some excerpts from the sermon.

 

“Who are we?”

Asked the Poet King

the Battle Weary Psalmist.

 

There are days I feel

just like a Breath

or a Passing Shadow

as this Shepherd of Sheep

and a Kingdom felt.

 

What is my name?

Surely not

Sick and Tired.

If I listen open-hearted

the message will come

With an eye of faith

I can almost see it written

on the wing of the messenger:

Overcoming One

Who Loves My People.

That’s a name I

can grow into.

 

My identity is not

in how I feel or

how another calls me

or sees me.

No, it is in

How my Maker made me

to be like him

Image Bearer

full of Glory

full Grace.

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Daily Bread

Bread for life

I ask for daily

Given more than I need

A neighbor comes

He doesn’t have enough

For his weary travelers

Just arrived

After mid-night

Ok, Ok

Stop your knocking

You are waking us all up

Especially the dogs

Here’s your bread

I don’t share well

But since you are such

A pest

And I want to go back to bed

I will give it to you

 

What if he didn’t have to ask?

What if I had given it to him

Earlier?

How was I to anticipate

His need of my extra bread?

Maybe if I paid attention

And asked

What am I to do with this extra?

I would have known

He was running on empty.

 

© 2013 Julie Clark

 

 

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My Auntie and Me

My Auntie was an artist

A painter and a teacher

My favorites were her fabrics

Sown into billowing curtains and

Textured table clothes and pillows

Scattered throughout the house

In vibrant colors

As the sea breezes breathed in and out

For she always lived by the sea

 

With her thoughtful face

And twinkling eyes

She loved the child I was

I wished I had asked her

To tell me stories of her beatnik life

And how she adored her policeman father

 

I was a passive child

Observing life around me

Absorbing some of it

Rather than taking it

In my two hands

And bringing it in close

To examine in the light

I missed so much by not

Asking my questions

 

Some one kissed that girl

And woke her up

She is learning how to ask

Her questions now

Who and what formed

These beautiful creatures

My Auntie and me

 

© 2013 Julie Clark

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Ask

They’ve been waiting

Anticipating

This moment

Ready to move

High alert

Waiting

Anticipating

 

The feeble prayer

Forms in the heart

Barely makes it

To the lips

If at all

A mere

Seed of faith

 

Commotion

In the cosmos

“She asked!

We are moving in!”

The cogs begin to turn

Heaven moves earth

Surely help is on the way

 

© 2013 Julie Clark

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