I wrote , “A Soul’s BECOMING : an Anthology of  Sea shells” as an affirmation of BECOMING’s 12 tools of faith and as a sonnet of PRAISE to my GOD, whose Spirit is ever speaking through His creation A Pond’rous Ark was I, O Lord, alone, A heavy-laden clam beneath the sea. In pain, with…

Wisdom, be our sister; Understanding, be our kin. Birds and fish, please minister, O Sea Cross, do weigh-in. It’s fear we’ve given into. It’s pain we hold too dear. Lord, teach us to release it, That our lenses become clear. For self and wealth, we all have striven, Misusing eyes and hands once given. Our…

the-promised-land.mp3 Where O Lord is that land of your promise, The one flowing with milk and with honey? Broken and distant, covered in fragments, We buzz like bees but make nothing. We ache to belong and partake of your goodness, Not only to blossom but bear fruit. We give of our wombs, yet we labor…

“Hey, Mom!” Came the worried voice of our 9-year-old, Leah, “When I was getting this string from the basement, I could hear the toilet running, and it smells horrible down there.” SEWER WATER was gushing into our finished basement and storage areas from out of the basement toilet and bathtub.  By the looks of it,…

  To adorn the Lord’s temple For His dwelling glory, Man would need search For that which is worthy   On rich lands and peaks, In vain, all men seek, But these aren’t the places, To locate the meek.    It’s ‘neath tempest storms, And crushed upon trees Where nobility’s found By those who can…

“Becoming.  You are becoming that for which I created and redeemed you.  You are becoming what are you are not yet.  You are becoming what only I can see.  When your love for Me is perfected, there will be no fear of Me.  When you know as you are known, there will be no need to hide.  Where My image and…

Life can sometimes feel a whole lot like a broken song that isn’t much worth singing. This year, my family has faced some unforeseen circumstances that have left us feeling broken and discarded like an old seashell you’d never choose to pick up off the sand. But I know I am not alone in this…

“Gather the fragments, that none shall be lost.” John 6:12       At BECOMING retreats, we use the term fragments to represent parts of our souls that have gotten broken or separated along the way. Fragments are the parts of us yet to be healed or reconciled to the more perfected picture of our lives in God. Because human brokenness…

Past traumas become triggers, presenting in anger, But really are fears in disguise. Wounds become weapons in our self-protection, And harm the ones standing close by. Let’s name all our fears and entrust them to God, Ending down-spirals and strife. By actions of faith, we enter cycles of grace, And find healing and newness of…

The night before last, I had a dream where I was placing a moon shell in my neighbor’s mailbox.  As I walked from our house to theirs at the end of our street, I was conversing with God as I went.  “Lord, why would you want me to put a seashell in the Willard’s mailbox?”…