“The Joy”, a worship poem from L.Willows (See Jesus, Holiness of God, Hope)

The Joy

We live for, we love for
The times that Joy seeks
Hope in the prayers,
In the dreams that we keep.

Whispered in twilight,
Held through the night,
Born in bright trails
of starlight’s deep sleep.

Here is the peace of
Holy- Love’s send.
Season; the deep dive
that tenders the soul’s mend.

Hope, in the night winds
carried by Dawn’s song.
Soft, comes the Light
that The Joy brings along.

© 2020 Linda Willows

James 1:2 —Count it all joy, my brothers, when you meet trials of various kinds.

Ephesians 3:20 — Now to Him who is able to do far more abundantly beyond all that we ask or think, according to the power that works within us.

Luke 2:10 —  But the angel said to them, “Do not be afraid; for behold, I bring you good news of great joy which will be for all the people.

John 3:29 — He who has the bride is the bridegroom; but the friend of the bridegroom, who stands and hears him, rejoices greatly because of the bridegroom’s voice. So this joy of mine has been made full.

1 Peter 1:8 —and though you have not seen Him, you love Him, and though you do not see Him now, but believe in Him, you greatly rejoice with joy inexpressible and full of glory.

“Running With Wind”, a poem by L.Willows (Holiness of God, Pray- Hope, Kingdom of God)

Longing towards heaven in wondrous beseech
are the prayers of our hearts- they longingly reach.

Held in the palm of God’s sky in deep sweep.
Lifted like archers in tall clouds that leap.

In the midst of it all, we reach not in vain,
for in His beloveds, by His Spirit, God reigns.

Running with Wind, we sing out Holy praise
There, in becoming with The Joy of all days.

Sending, a Kingdom by reach that reigns Love.
for all to re-gather, by His will from above.

Certain in casting His Name in the skies
There we proclaim, with Heart tears-baptized.

© 2020 Linda Willows

Esther 8:17 — Your words were found, and I ate them, and your words became to me a joy and the delight of my heart, for I am called by your name, O Lord, God of hosts.

Isaiah 57:15 —For thus says the One who is high and lifted up, who inhabits eternity, whose name is Holy: “I dwell in the high and holy place, and also with him who is of a contrite and lowly spirit, to revive the spirit of the lowly, and to revive the heart of the contrite.

“Glory-Amen”, a worship poem from L.Willows (Holy Spirit, Hope, A New Creation, our yes)

God imparts Holy River
so near, from above,
Abounding, resounding-
in Him we pray love.
With Splendor the doors
of Creation do part-
and we breathe, we receive
His Merciful Heart.

 

There, in Love’s core
we witness a Birth.
Something; a Miracle,
born on God’s Earth
rushes with hope,
called to be seen…
as Grace runs like waters
in her deepest ravines.

 

Glory – Amen,
all promise from then,
delivers the Hope
to rise once again.
Come Holy River
and speak of His Name.
Holy, called Holy-
God comes to reclaim.

© 2021 Linda Willows

2 Corinthians 1:20 —For all the promises of God find their Yes in him. That is why it is through him that we utter our Amen to God for his glory.

2 Corinthians 5:15 —Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation. The old has passed away; behold, the new has come.

Ephesians 2:4-5 —But God, being rich in mercy, because of the great love with which he loved us, even when we were dead in our trespasses, made us alive together with Christ—by grace you have been saved.