“On This Holy Ground”, a worship poem from L.Willows (God’s Glory, God’s Love, Faith, Deliverance)

On This holy ground,
in the morn’s waking of-
bathed in becoming,
we stand in Love.

Here in the midst,
there in a calm-
soaked in God’s Glory,
hearts held in His palm.

On That holy ground,
we stand, hearts strong-
joined in forever,
called by His song.

There are the words,
There sounds the call-
Formed in God’s Kingdom
meant for us, All.

Near is such bidding
Sweet is The voice,
hushed by the winds
of tunnels, time’s choice.

There we are swept
into Joy’s honeycomb,
deep in the mound
that keeps all who roam Home.

© 2019 Linda Willows

When the Lord saw that he turned aside to see, God called to him out of the bush, “Moses, Moses!” And he said, “Here I am.” Then he said, “Do not come near; take your sandals off your feet, for the place on which you are standing is holy ground.” And he said, “I am the God of your father, the God of Abraham, the God of Isaac, and the God of Jacob.” And Moses hid his face, for he was afraid to look at God. — Exodus 3:4-6

“From a Vast Honeycomb”, a worship poem from L.Willows (Called by God, the Promise)

FROM A VAST HONEYCOMB BY L.WILLOWS

Here from behind, here from between,
We – some, in the midst, bear burdened heart dreams.

Long ago calls echo, they imprint, they rebound,
Like the years shedding, to find a new sound.
Some, like lost rising from a vast honeycomb,
Surge as from Ocean, like a wave coming Home.

Who leads the way and bears all at the fore,
Keeps hearts in the midst of the cries at the Door.
Hearing the calls, wearing the fray
that swells in tide’s mist, at the promise of Day.

Here from behind, here from between,
We in your midst, bear the dream of Love seen.
Some, like lost rising from a vast honeycomb,
Surge as from Ocean, like a wave coming Home.

Long ago calls echo, they imprint, they rebound,
Like the years shedding, to find a new sound.

© 2019 Linda Willows

In each of our lives, there are heart callings, needs, trials. We are beckoned to boldly lift our vision above and beyond what is “shedding” and loosening itself before us. Much cries out to be sacrificed. We are faced with difficult choices yet we often don’t realize that there is always a choice, that nothing ever stays the same. We discover the ‘new sound’, God’s mighty call – that compels us to step into something that is different than before. We are constantly reborn to deepening expanses of love and awakening to God if we walk with courage. The Psalms speak of God’s nearness to us from the beginning. His promises are true. He goes before us each. When we reach out, there is a mighty arm reaching for us.

Psalm 75:1
We give thanks to You, O God; we give thanks, for Your name is near. The people declare Your wondrous works.

Psalm 145:18
The LORD is near to all who call on him, to all who call on him in truth.

Psalm 46:1
God is our refuge and strength, an ever-present help in times of trouble.

Lamentations 3:57
You drew near when I called on You; You said, “Do not be afraid.”

“On This Holy Ground”, a worship poem from L.Willows (God’s Glory, See Jesus, Faith)

On this holy ground,
in the morn’s waking of-
bathed in becoming,
we stand in Love.

Here in the midst,
there in a calm-
hearts soaked in God’s Glory,
held in His palm.

On That holy ground,
we stand, hearts strong-
joined in forever,
called by His song.

There are the words,
There sounds the call-
Formed in God’s Kingdom
meant for us, All.

Near is such bidding
Sweet is The voice,
hushed by the winds
of tunnels, time’s choice.

There we are swept
into Joy’s honeycomb
Deep in the mound
that keeps all who roam Home.

© 2019 Linda Willows

When the Lord saw that he turned aside to see, God called to him out of the bush, “Moses, Moses!” And he said, “Here I am.” Then he said, “Do not come near; take your sandals off your feet, for the place on which you are standing is holy ground.” And he said, “I am the God of your father, the God of Abraham, the God of Isaac, and the God of Jacob.” And Moses hid his face, for he was afraid to look at God. — Exodus 3:4-6