One muggy and unusual night, I woke at 3 AM, hazily recalled predictions of spectacular meteor showers, and dragged a sleepy Larry with me out to our driveway to watch for meteorites. After craning our necks for a few minutes that seemed like hours, we finally saw one or two tiny, magnificent flashes. It was a catch-it-in-the-corner-of-your-eye type thing. There and gone. Blink and you miss it. We stumbled back inside and I couldn't sleep for the Glory of God's night sky. Words pelted my brain and I had to write them down. (See the very first post: Meteors at Night.)

Like the meteor shower, my inspiration often comes unbidden at night in quick bursts that demand my attention. I get excited about it. I don't want to miss it, not any of it. Not one quick flash, not one Illumined moment, not one whisper from God.

I'm trying hard to catch it and collect it and put it all in one sky. You're welcome to do a little gazing here anytime.

Sunday, September 1, 2013

Walking in the Midst



We would not choose the ocean floor
As path to Promised Land.
We’d miss the special blessings found
By walking in the midst.

Walking in the midst of pain,
We’re trusting God alone,
Seeing clearly who He is:
Our Awesome, Present God!

He’s faithful, ever by our side –
Before, around, behind, –
Walking in the midst with us,
Our Mighty, Loving God!

Leading surely, holding back
The overwhelming sea,
Drying land on which we step
While walking in the midst.

Bringing us to Victory,
A shore of Perfect Peace,
Where always, There, our Christ, our Lord,
Is Walking in the Midst.


(The following message, by our former Eastanallee pastor, Mickey Basham, is moving and powerful.  Bro. Mickey was diagnosed with stage 4 colon cancer on Sunday August 18th. He has chosen not to pursue treatment and live out the short time he has left with his children and grandchildren around him.)

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