Poetry
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God Hears Israel’s Groaning
I am afraid most of the time. Most days. All the days, really. Israel has never been more relatable. Distrusting, falling into fear Every other minute, Because imminent danger always seems stronger Than past salvation. I cling to this hope: “During those many days The people of Israel groaned And cried for help. Their cry Continue reading
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Quarry
Huddled masses, He hears each cry, As you lie wallowing in dust and earth, Surrounded by the sounds of pain Compounded with the clanging hammer strikes. Piece by piece you are chipped away, Broken from the heavy mountain holding you, Gathered in From the only home you have ever known. The hills echo with your Continue reading
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Reyes
The heart of my discontent: Day to day life Goes by unnoticed. It needs a filter, A change in perspective. Some mask to trick me into seeing The beauty. Continue reading
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Adventus
A providential reminder: Advent arrives every year, Enters into my impatience,and says Already, Not Yet. Already but not yet? When I was a child I didn’t know what this meant Outside of gifts under a tree– Mine, but not yet. Jesus says God knows how to give good gifts to his children. I worry about Continue reading
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Path of Most Resistance
Annoyingly You are more inclined to change my heart Than my circumstances. You could move a mountain with ease, Yet are content To take on the tangles Of my attitudes and The dirty corners of my soul. Of course you choose this way, Assuring my dependence on you. You keep the trials in place, Removing Continue reading
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Prayer Continuing
Realizing this will be my prayer all my mortal days: Satisfy me in you. Forever asking Because my foolish heart is forever distracted By the glimmering dreams of this world. Perhaps their glow and temptation will lessen, someday. This is the hope which underlies my prayers, That each morning will find my heart More drawn Continue reading
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Prayer Excerpted
Lord, you do not grow tired or weary, Yet I still worry that you will tire Of my asking for the same thing, again Asking for what I am still unsure I actually want. You know, I’ve become accustomed to Fear; I press close to it as a familiar friend, My surety in the midst Continue reading
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Reprise
Father, forgive me, For I have forgotten once more, To trust You. Not The promises I think You’ve made, Or the desires I dream You’ll fulfill, But You, alone. Help me, Father, To trust You To be enough for me. Continue reading
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Details
In the new leaves growing boldly in the sunlight, Drifting just far enough through the window To shine across your shoulders And through your glass of iced tea. The rain sounds creating quiet– That song playing on the radio, Evoking a particular sight-smell-feeling memory. Most of all in how Saying I love you Can be Continue reading
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Held Together
The things great and glorious are all a jumble In the start-stop-go-stop-go-go-breathe Of a busy week; The both/and of a full life. Yet waiting still stretches endlessly here. I have only specks of patience to my name, And sometimes my prayers Are just desperate stares at the ceiling. The good is folded in with the Continue reading
About Me
I’m Stephanie – a perpetual student and aspiring hobbit. I love language, literature, and theology. I’m happiest when surrounded with good food, good company, and things that grow.
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