He Is

Faith & Spirituality, Writing

I am Alex.

I am a wife. A mother. A daughter. A sister.

Beloved.

I am a writer. A teacher. A dreamer.

I am a poet.

A fierce heart and an unbreakable spirit.

I am a reader.

Living wildly in my head.

I am me.

 

The Eternal One to Moses: I AM WHO I AM. This is what you should tell the people of Israel: “I AM has sent me to rescue you.” Exodus 3:14

How I define myself also relates to how I define God. I box Him in and confine Him with my labels.

But God cannot be defined. Will not be confined. He is the breaker of shackles, the destroyer of chains.

Not even death stood a chance. Against Him.

He is.

There is no name, but His. No other name under heaven. He is the bringer of rescue, wearing my deliverance as a priestly robe.

He is compassion. And mercy.

He is slow to anger.

Abundant in loyal love and truth.

He is forgiveness. And justice.

He is matchless.

Hope of all hopes, dream of our dreams.

And His name?

His name? His name we’ll know in many ways—
    He will be called Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God,
Dear Father everlasting, ever-present never-failing,
    Master of Wholeness, Prince of Peace. (Isaiah 9:6)

And He is coming.

Coming back.

He is.

 

The Ending

Faith & Spirituality, Writing

Endings have always, always been hard for me. I struggle with letting go, with saying no. I hate when good books end (especially when a series draws to a close) and time and distance and life endlessly battle my status quo. Yet, in this long goodbye, this season of leaving, I want to be one who embraces the ending. Because without endings there are no new beginnings.

Sometimes, though, the endings are so sad. And my own life feels so small. But even in those moments of sadness and smallness when we can’t see past our own circumstances, God is still very much good. And very much love. And very much for us. The poet Kahlil Gibran penned, “The deeper that sorrow carves into your being, the more joy you can contain.”

And so in this last night in our home, I am pondering all of the memories made and love and friendship shared. Sorrow embraced, not ruefully, but in gratitude for all the life that has been lived here as I look forward to the joy which lies ahead. It’s happening now, and I am oh-so excited to see it.

Eternal One: “Don’t revel only in the past,
or spend all your time recounting the victories of days gone by.
Watch closely: I am preparing something new; it’s happening now, even as I speak,
and you’re about to see it. I am preparing a way through the desert;
Waters will flow where there had been none” (Isaiah 43:18-19, VOICE).

The Goodness of Being Small

Faith & Spirituality, Poetry, Writing

there’s a goodness in small,

a stature of humble bowing

in dependence outside of self,

acknowledging

I am not mountain,

nor am I sea, 

despite all my striving,

all I claim to be.

for the One who planted mountain

poured out the sea

painting His glory 

for all to see.

and here in my smallness,

my eyes look to mountain 

and waves breaking for shore,

delighting in

each grand reminder 

from my Father above

how tall

how wide

how deep 

is His love.

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My Daily Prayer

Faith & Spirituality, Writing

Lord, help me as I stumble.

Lead me through this valley of

Exhaustion,

Sadness,

Defeat.

 —

Reignite my purpose and passion in you.

Put my feet on the rock,

So I may stand firm

On solid ground.

 —

Give me the courage and strength

To cry out for help

In humility

When life is more than I can bear.

 —

Make my heart open to your leading,

The seeds planted

The way I should go,

Trusting you,

Knowing you’re all I need.

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#Selfies

Faith & Spirituality, Random Musings

Why does it bother us when other people are their own gods?

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Their Jobs, More Money, Devotion to Exercise, Amassing Stuff, Obsessed with Power & Sex

Maybe it’s because we’re secretly jealous.

Who doesn’t want to devote their worship internally?

To see where our potential lies.

How great we can be.

How great we are.

It feels right.

We’re just following our hearts.

The human heart is the most deceitful of all things,
and desperately wicked.
Who really knows how bad it is? {Jeremiah 17:9}

God does.

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