“Footprints in Awe”, a poem from L.Willows (wonder, See Jesus, Beauty of God, Joy)

FOOTPRINTS IN AWE

Lifted to the clouds I fell to Thee,
As if my all could float, fly, free-
Like a child in God’s sweetest roam,
Swept near, swept in, there close to Home.

All the sky looked like Your Throne,
As if the earth were heaven’s own.
Joined together we were one
Life connected, I was there with God’s Son.

This moment stood then as if apart,
Vivid with color; time soaked my heart.
All of my life and being was held
in a cloud of Light, in a joy drift that swelled.

“Surge”, my heart said, don’t let this go.
Life could take you back in its tow.
Oh the beauty, the Love, the wonders I saw,
I wept in my soul and made footprints in awe.

© 2017 Linda Willows

Isaiah 61:3 — To grant those who mourn in Zion, Giving them a garland instead of ashes, The oil of gladness instead of mourning, The mantle of praise instead of a spirit of fainting. So they will be called oaks of righteousness, The planting of the Lord, that He may be glorified.

Jeremiah 9:24 —But let him who boasts boast of this, that he understands and knows Me, that I am the Lord who exercises lovingkindness, justice and righteousness on earth; for I delight in these things,” declares the Lord.

“In Footsteps Meek and almost Bare”, a worship poem from L.Willows (prayer walks, loved by God)

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It has been several years of worship poetry that arose from nature walks. This one was from a year ago. Recently I discovered the joy of “Prayer Walks” which are even more amazing. In them, I speak the prayer softly and often include (spontaneously) all that I witness along the way as parts of praise, gratitude, worship, and appeal to God. As I circle around- I have even started to sing or hum. Now, I think that the squirrels and the birds along the way know me because the same ones come out to greet me each morning, occasionally even seeming to follow or precede me on the trail. The joy continues throughout the day. Maybe our days can be a Prayer Walk!

In footsteps meek and almost bare
I walk towards horizon there
Barely seen by my own eyes
Barely known, I try to find signs
Yet in the outstretched blue before
There is a canvas painted above
Far beyond what I might see
No clouds or night can separate me

From outstretched arms that reach to hold
A love that bends down deep does mold
Such a heart around the whole of all
I fathom life to be its call.

I place my footstep forward towards
This mighty bright, it beckons me.
Heavenward with the graze of love’s scent
I tilt towards such beauty’s knee.

Wrapped in bare sighting,
I know not whereof.
I walk in awe’s lightning,
My heart feels Christ’s Love.

© 2018, 2019 Linda Willows

“Life in God’s Keep”, a Praise poem from L.Willows (joy)

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Life in God’s Keep

Oh, Joy,
From where do you rise-
larger than life’s birth,
more than the sum of
all measured worth.

Sweeter than all-love,
greater than gifts;
you come in a river
like water that drifts.

Here, in my hearts’ breath.
Here in the deep.
Here in the hush of,
prayers that sing-weep.

Joy in such wonder.
Joy breaks to leap,
All parts to praise-thunder,
Life in God’s keep.

© 2019 Linda Willows

Psalm 16:11

You make known to me the path of life; in your presence there is fullness of joy; at your right hand are pleasures forevermore.

John 17:13

But now I am coming to you, and these things I speak in the world, that they may have my joy fulfilled in themselves.

John 15:11

These things I have spoken to you, that my joy may be in you, and that your joy may be full.