Come to the Well

This one’s a song.
I hear the tune in my head but not done well in the past trying to relay a tune 🙄🤭

Come to the Well

I go to the well
In the heat of the day
I’m parched and I’m thirsting
Wish for quenching that stays
I draw, and I draw
Still I cry out in need
I’m wishing for something
For someone to see…

What I’m needing
Where I’m seeping
Stem the bleeding
Heal my wound…
Meet the longing
Right the wronging
Give the song in
My soul to soothe

I’ve come to the well
Where my cup overflows
Living water his store
And his spring ever flows
His draw, all my fill
I give over my need
His refreshment is mine
He’s the one who has seen…

What I’m needing
Where I’m seeping
Stemmed the bleeding
Healed my wound…
Met the longing
Righted wronging
Gave the song in
My soul to soothe

I look to the well
On the day he seems far
Fear the trek is too long
Like a wish on a star
I remember my cup
From the well filled before
I will crawl on my knees
Just to drink from his store…

Fills my needing
Stops my seeping
Stems my bleeding
Heals my wounds…
Meets my longings
Rights my wronging
Pours the songs in
My soul is soothed

Will you come to the well?
As I speak have you heard?
Will you test what I’ve known,
Take the Well at his word?
You will find at the well
The words that are true
In the truth, there is freedom
Purchased ‘specially for you…

Fills your needing
Stops your seeping
Stems your bleeding
Heals your wounds…
Meets your longing
Rights your wronging
Pours the songs in
Your soul he’ll soothe

Gina Marie
9/6/2021
John 4:1-42, Revelation 21:1-7

Post Resurrection Day

In grief and confusion
Unaware death would come
Though forewarned and projected
Still surprised that the one
Who would be he who rescues
Takes the matter in hand
Folks are mourning and weeping
In death, can’t understand

In gathered communion
Or retreating to home
Weeping in sadness
Where love’s presence was last known
In great fear of the people
Behind doors shut tight
Second guessing the knowledge
All could possibly come right

While stunned and afraid
Hunkered, weath’ring the storm
A few go to administer
A service perform
Upon arrival…amazed!
Alarmed, trembling with fear
When called near by name
Joy accompanies the tear

Receiving of messages
Rekindling hope
Pass on to those huddled
Some believe, doubters mope
But heart’s reignited
By message relayed
Run to prove hope’s fulfilment
Has not been delayed

With soul, spirit and mind
Still all in a whirl
The hope-filled run wild to
Where the women’s message unfurled
Rushing in, holding back
Suspicion still makes unsure
But impending visitation
Soon confirms what they saw

Conversation and reason
Slow of heart to believe
What was spoken and written
Opened up to be seen
Hearts stirring with passion
As the one whom they’ve known
Is gone in a moment
Recognised as he’s flown

When their loved one, departed,
Reappears in their midst
Invoking terror and fear
E’en while he speaks to them ‘peace’
Doubting their own eyes
And the witness of friends
They are glad when they see him
Though some don’t assent or attend

When alone some defer
To familiar scenes
Recognise the distinctive
And miraculous themes
No need to enquire
As to ‘who’, ‘cause they know
Then their thoughts are made clear
Pieced together to show

New direction for waiting
Till one will arrive
To bring discernment and comfort
To those who’ll reside
In the family of God
To bring others along
On this journey, restoring
All who’ll come, and belong

What will YOU do
With the one who was born
Lived among us, his humans
By humans, had his life torn
The one who walked, glory hidden
Gave up his breath
Then, in life new, returned
Met with those he had left?
As in the day…
Some believed what they saw
Or heard when they walked
Maybe sat on the shore;
Others doubted, suspicious
Of who their own eyes beheld
Or the voice who expounded
Stories old, new to tell
What will YOU do?
How will YOU respond?
To the one who designed you in love
Paid highly for YOU to come

Matthew 28 Mark 16
Luke 24 John 20-21
Acts 1:1-14

Gina Marie
5/4/2021

When God Became One of Us

Matthew 26:36-46

From the scriptures I call the Bible, I believe that God became one of us. When Jesus as God in human form walked this earth, I see he remained God and chose to be a human living as dependent on the divine father and in community with other humans, as humans have been designed to live.

In his humanness, while approaching his mortal demise, he has brought along those closely connected with him, “Sit here, while I go and pray…” Possess this spot, this place…sit here, nearby, while I work through this heaviness with the father.

In his humanness, Jesus calls yet nearer those more intimately connected to him thus far…”Stay here and watch with me.” In this piercing and distressing walk toward mortal demise…stay, abide, endure, be present – in this place, with these things – with collected thoughts, vigilant, awakening…near to me, though I seek a space on my own with the father. Community.

As a fellow human to other humans, do you keep space alongside another – do I…do you keep alert, are you awakening to their person, their journey – am I…do you keep watch on their behalf – do I…are we community for each other…do we know that we need the ultimate divine spirit to enable us – do I?

24/3/2021

Weighted Walking

On my return walk this morning (the downhill section!), I was overtaken by a young jogger. We said hi as she passed, just as I and the other walkers/joggers had done this morning, and I noticed she was ‘carrying’ weights – strapped to her body.

“I’m carrying weight too,” I smiled to myself. “Didn’t need to strap any extra on!”

My conversation with myself (I have many) reminded me of some race-running analogies in the Bible.

The writer of Hebrews in the New Testament has just finished a brief, condensed recap of some of Israel’s biographical history. The personal stories of men, women, their families and descendants who hopefully-endured, waited, sat under and with their circumstances or calls to action. Trusting in God’s proven faithfulness to them in life on earth, and their having faith that he will fulfil all future promises.

Chapter twelve of Hebrews begins with a call, an invitation, a compelling, a challenge to us in light of such historical proves of God’s faithfulness and promise-keeping.

We are challenged to cast off and lay aside every bulging, bending, aching, all-encompassing weight and sin which would keep us from hitting the target, the mark, and receiving the prize of the unencumbered life eternal in unhindered loving relationship with our Heavenly Father. A life purchased at great cost to him and the son of God through whom we have access to this unencumbered life. A life which begins here on this earth and finds its fulfilment in the hereafter.

And what is the mark, the target, the prize we aim for and will receive if we’re actually/honestly searching…himself, God himself (Hebrews ch. 11 v 6). When it’s him we seek, it is himself he rewards us with.

And this was written for those who live after Christ Jesus has come, providing all that is necessary for us to reach the target. Before Jesus walked the earth as God in human flesh, in the Old Testament of the Bible, Jeremiah ch. 29 v10-14 (29:10-14), Israel were told that he (God) will be found by those who seek for, search out, the Lord with their whole self…current and future promises assured, and freedom from the ties that bind and constrict us. Ties keeping us from the mark and the loving relationship with him that awaits.

Is the weight that bulges, encompasses, constricts and binds you something you have strapped on? Are there unnecessary/unrequired things that you have taken on, mull over, slowing you down and skewing the view and scope of your direction?

Is this weight that keeps you from hitting your mark, skewing your aim for the person of Jesus and loving relationship with him and his people, something you ingest (like my carried extra weight), imbibe, devour?

Throw them off!

Lay them aside!

And Hebrews 11 not only tells us who the mark is, but how to aim and fly so that we make it to him…faith…”that he is a rewarder of those who diligently seek him.”

27/2/2021

If you’re interested, here is a poem I wrote about The Mark

Sixteenth Reflection

You took me to the mountains
And underneath the earth
Then high atop a canyon
To water pouring down, dispersed
We sat upon the sand
And walked along the shore
I closed my eyes, your song to me
All around me soared

And now I sit and wonder
At the wonder that you’ve been
You safely lead me out to
My desired, but missing dreams
We shared the day I had not noticed
Till the day was halfway done
Where I had feared to go alone
You lead me…forever faithful one

17/2/2021

Joseph

Self-evidently standing tall
In equity displayed for all
Keeps in mind his person’s person
Reserved of spectacle’s decision
Wills to fully free his own
Impassioned, sits till path is known

Contradict your swelling fear
Take to you, your person near
Protect her from the path of death
The one she’ll Bare’s of sacred breath
Take this road that’s travelled less
This road toward your God is blessed

Envisioned message – awakening!
Till time fulfilled – forwarding
Committed to – arrang-ed way
Realisation – amidst the fray
Receiving near – beloved one
Not knowing all – till all is done

Made manifest by laying forth
Awakening message shows the course
Of fleeing with beloved two
Where timely safety will ensue
Then staying where and as you are
Till called to travel life’s next path

Matthew chapters 1 and 2
Luke chapter 2

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Letter to Joseph

My Dear Brother Joseph,

I want to thank you for walking closely with our God, The LRD JHWH.

Thank you for seeking to live equitably…before you knew what your family life would be.

Thank you for sitting with your impassioned self when unsure and thrust into an unexpected life course. Thank you for sitting with your own impassioned experience, so much so that you could and would consider the affects on another.

Thank you for your willingness to fully free the one others would have rejected, disregarded, shamed, or even killed – even though you were faced with circumstances and explanations that seemed unbelievable.

Thank you for heeding the messengers and messages from YHWH. Thank you for your willingness to deny your fear and draw Mary, your betrothed, to yourself.

Thank you for waiting out the continued unknowingness of your circumstances, relationship/s and life path to their fullness of time. Thank you for seeing things through, as YHWH directed, and to completion.

Thank you for being you, and being you in all your circumstances. I realise you were human, just as I am – you were not perfect and faltered and missed YHWH’s mark. But you measured yourself against Him, returning to keep step.

I thank you for allowing yourself to decrease as Christ Jesus, whom you helped to parent, increased…and before Mary’s cousin, John, had said he would do so.

Thank you for helping to parent one who was not your own, and who still had his own engaged parents, even before I did such a thing.

Essentially, I thank you for walking the life of ever-increasing knowledge, wisdom, obedience and growth in and toward our designer, redeemer, restorer, provider and LRD. By choosing this, you were ready, not yet perfected, but ready for each step YHWH asked you to take. Thank you for looking, seeing, hearing, trusting and modelling for me the WAY of life dependant on the saviour of our souls – as life was designed to be.

A distant sister, with gratefulness

26/1/2021

In Praise of the Glory of Grace

Known prior to presence
Fitted for plan
Chosen in favour
Time and boundary in hand
Purposed design
Relational pull
Returning provision
Future payment in full

Blood red for cleansing
Death to give life
Light over darkness
Stained, then brightness of white
Nothing deserved
Not-a-one is a right
No earning, demanding
But Love bestows ‘cause he’s right

Love motivation
Initial design
Love intervention
When Love’s object’s confined
Freedom from bondage
Purchased from chains
Loved back to life
Restored to Love’s family name

Formed – then a turning
Pursued – all in love
Invited back into
The family of God
Oh the weight! Oh the heaviness!
So apparent and seen
The designer, redeemer
In whom I am fully me

Wonder of wonders!
Unconditional love
Descending on me
Certain hope from above
The call’s invitation?
To declare all my need
Then all praise to the glorious grace
I’ve been freed!

30/8/2020

D-Day

D-Day, at the first
Was the beginning of the end
Of that long, protracted woe
When darkness did descend
D-Day now for me
Marks the end of what began
So many years ago
That its presence I rescind

Forever changed by woes
They could never have perceived
Crushed of soul by darkened sorrow
Ending? Joyous treasures! Sorrow’s seed
And my pounding, crushing, tearing
Has now softened over time
I am altered, modelled after
My once-crushed saviour, who is mine

No need to fear a day’s refining
Though, if we dwell, that’s what we do
He’ll keep us, even in the furnace
Grant unknown strength to follow through
And when we reach another shore
Carried by the crashing waves
That had once appeared our ending
We’ll find he, once again, has saved

Beauty from the ashes
Oil of joy for mourn
Daylight follows darkness
Calm behind the storm
The trial of the crucible
Removing things held dear
Is the path to new creations
Even me, and you, down here

17, 21/8/2020
Reflecting on VP Day – 15 August

The Book of Ruth

Naomi

Confused amid the scarcity
Our wandering feet would roam
Until they planted steadfast
In that soil so far from home
In death’s great, dark abandonment
And bitterness of heart
I turned my face t’ward the One
I’d left, at sojourn’s start

My new loves would not leave me
My provision all but spent
I could not bear their suff’ring
One remained, one with me went
Lament and sorrow mine
Strange new life for she
A commotion in the city
As I returned, and she with me

The Overseer

I wondered at the woman
Who from a strange land came
How she worked! She toiled! She laboured!
Such little rest within the shade
We all had heard the stories
How she joined with one, our own
To provide for another’s mother
And in our ways she’d grown

Now the master, he had noticed
And charged us with her care
To show kindness and protection
When we’d see her working there
And then, he’d drawn her close
One who’d usually be scorned
Kindness, one unto another
In God’s image, is he formed?

Ruth

Death ripped from me my comfort
I would’ve walked alone
So, I clung to she who loved me
Followed to her long-lost home
In following direction
Of a people not yet mine
I entered empty-handed
To behold of gifts divine

In the God of one I cherished
I found refuge, work and help
Saw unfolding of provision
Through his servant’s gifted wealth
God’s store of greatest riches
Was to overflow my need
Immediate and eternal
For myself and all my seed

Boaz

With the blessing of provision
I sought to imitate my Lord
Look into the lives around me
His presence my reward
When she showed the fruit of turning
I beheld a heart restored
And the beauty of the faithful
A daughter’s mother so adored

With allegiance to the Master
I could risk to see a loss
Which he returned to me, a gifting
As he would gift us through his Christ
As a people far away
We can return to open arms
Of the one who will redeem
And restore through mercy’s charms

30/7, 1/8, 9/8/2020
Gina Marie

The Sweetest Loss

The sweetest loss
I give to you
Self-sufficient, a lie thought true
As I release
It from my grasp
I’m left with just an open palm

No longer closed
In desperate clasp
In freedom now, I come to ask
For you to stock
My empty hand
Fulfil my need, gifts of your plan

In letting go
I fall into
Your arms of love, outstretched in truth
Emancipated
I’m leaning in
Dependence is design, not sin

12/7/2020