Anticipation, birthing and creativity by Joy Lenton

Watching roses unfurl, I ponder on their fragile beauty.

A bloom which fades too soon. A tiny glimpse of glory.

A feast for the eyes coming at just the right time.

Winter-weary souls are made thirsty for colour, for life, for change.

Dark days and slow pace don't suit us all.

Word-weary writers have to sit out seasons where the flow is slow.

Seeking a deluge but only receiving a slight shower, a few drops and dribbles like tears on the page.

'Libation'

Pitter, pitter patter

go our words

Poured out fast

or slow

to the Universe

Tentative chatter

we can bring

Heart offering

A flow

of creation

against loneliness

©JoyLenton2015

No matter how they flow:haltering, faltering or poured out fast, our God-given words matter. 

Our heart offerings, given in love, by Holy Spirit inspiration and in expectant faith are waiting to be received ~ yes, imperfect as they may feel and be.

They impact the lives of others because they speak of our shared humanity, of pain and pleasure, of struggle and success, of failure and faith, of hope and expectations.

We all have a longing to know we are not as alone as we feel. A craving for connectivity.

Each word we write has potential to make those lines linking us to others feel closer, pulling us together, holding us in unity.

God is continually doing a new thing as He births His character and purpose in our lives. It is no less true for our creativity and calling.

'Birthing'

Birth mercy in the face of injustice
Birth hope in the depths of despair
Birth truth midst lies and what-ifs
Birth love complete, everywhere
Birth peace in seas of sorrow
Birth joy in adversity's grip
Birth faith for today and tomorrow
Birth light where we're liable to trip
Birth grace to greet each new day
Birth purpose out of our pain
Birth trust when we fail and we sway
Birth belief you will do it again
©JoyLenton2015

Let's stay hope-filled in the dry seasons; let our words sit a while as we rest in God, awaiting His timing, inspiration and enabling.

Birthing anything new spiritually or creatively can be a messy, unpredictable business and being in transition is painful and confusing.

We ache for activity, for fresh ideas and purpose to come.

But when we come out the other side of the process we will breathe with sweet relief, and gratitude for the work of the Author of our faith in bringing new things to life.

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Joy is a grateful grace-dweller who weaves words out of the fabric of her days as she seeks the poetic in the prosaic and the eternal in the temporal.

As an M.E and chronic illness sufferer, who is also recovering from a painful past, she writes with a heart for the hurting and to support and encourage others who are struggling with life and faith issues.

She blogs at 'Words of Joy' and 'Poetry Joy' and would love to connect with you on Twitter, Google + or Pinterest.