The Still Soft Hush – #DailyHaikuChallenge

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In the Still, Soft Hush

Peace Descends in Tranquil tones

Whispering Gently

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To take part in the Daily Haiku Challenge see The Original Post from Day One

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Day 187 / 365

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Beautiful photography found on Pinterest.  Credit Gratefully Acknowledged to the original photographer.  Thank You~

For this reason…

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Ephesians 3:14-20

“For this reason I bow my knees before the Father, from whom every family in heaven and on earth takes its name.  I pray that, according to the riches of his glory, he may grant that you may be strengthened in your inner being with power through his Spirit, and that Christ may dwell in your hearts through faith, as you are being rooted and grounded in love. 

I pray that you may have the power to comprehend, with all the saints, what is the breadth and length and height and depth, and to know the love of Christ that surpasses knowledge, so that you may be filled with all the fullness of God.  Now to him who by the power at work within us is able to accomplish abundantly far more than all we can ask or imagine, to him be glory in the church and in Christ Jesus to all generations, forever and ever.  Amen.”

 For this reason.  For this reason… and what reason is that?  Paul had just written that he was the very least of all the saints and it was God’s grace that was granted to him to preach the boundless riches of Christ. 

For and because of God’s grace, it is that for that reason that Paul’s knees bow before the Father, from whom every family in heaven and on earth takes its name.  God’s grace is the reason.

Salvation by grace through faith.  This unlimited treasure of grace.  Let me ask you this question, do you allow yourself to be full open to receive grace?  Are you able to fully receive it and extend it to others?

I am guilty of this.  I am guilty of not taking the time to reflect on all that God has done for me and taking many times for granted.  I am guilty of being closed off to grace at times and of trying to do something to earn it.

Maybe you have done the same.  Gone through a time of spiritual dryness or struggle.  Trying to balance the demands of ministry, family, your own spiritual growth and for those of us that are bi-vocational, a full-time job as well.  Too many things to get done, allowing little time to reflect on God’s work in our own lives.

 Paul was a man that suffered many hardships for the sake of the gospel.  He became a servant according to the gift of God’s grace.  As we all know Paul wasn’t always a servant for Christ.  He persecuted Christians and tried to extinguish the early church.  God’s redeeming work and grace took a man that killed Christians and made him a man that would help save them. 

Paul is the most prolific writer in the New Testament.  If grace can change a heart that hard, what can it do for each of us?  What each one of us are capable of.  For this reason, for the saving grace of our God, my knees bow before the Father.

Pastor Shawn LaRue

Author of Incomplete

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Poem: “She-tale, Sea” (#guestblogger)

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Mouth of a whale
sun sharp on skin
teeth bared
peeking within
There’s a special something
if you dare to look
open
now
wide
– don’t be shy of my hook

A. R. Frederiksen is a recurring guest blogger here at BnV, and her own writing blog can be found here, where she dabbles in flashfiction/poetry and reflects over the ABCs of writing.

The Birth of Spring – #EarthDay #Poetry

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Herald of Spring

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The Silver Light of Winter
Has Spread her Arms and Laid Her head
Upon the mantle of the Frozen earth
To Kiss the Birth of Spring Instead.

The Pearlescent Light of April
Sweetly Smiles over Waking fields,
Verdant greens within Her Hand,
As Flowing colours of Renewal She Wields.

The Balmy Glow of Springtime
Tenderly Laughs in Jocund Glee,
Embracing all of Life within
Her Ornate, Fragrant Tapestry.

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Beautiful Original Artwork by: Bente Schlick

Fragrant – #EarthDay #Poetry

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Sweet and Verdant

Lush and Pure

Hint of blossom Kissing

Warm Balm Lingering

Lusty breeze Caressing

Delicate Light Radiating

Suggestion of spice in Earthen Tones

Wood and Leaf,

Noble Splendour

Breathe Deep;

Then Deeper Still

The Intoxicating Fragrance

Mesmerizing my senses!

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~Morgan~

Garden of Musing – #DailyHaikuChallenge

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Garden of Musing

Springing with Inspiration

Homegrown Treasure Trove

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To take part in the Daily Haiku Challenge see The Original Post from Day One

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Day 186 / 365

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Photograph is of my garden several years ago 🙂

#EarthDay – Renewal

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Immanuel Kant
b 1724

He who is cruel to animals becomes hard
also in his dealings with men. We can
judge the heart of a man by his treatment
of animals.

Two Great Men of the Same Mind.

Remember the Earth
She is the Ever Present Blessing of Heaven.
She is Life and Renewal and Harmony.
She is Precious and Fragile.
She is OUR responsibility.
So Be a Good Steward today,
Don’t Look the Other Way,
Pass on Her Beauty for Posterity.

Blessings of Quiet Peace and Renewal on this Beautiful Earth Day~

~Morgan~

#FridayFeyDay – I Am Here – #Epic #Fantasy #Teaser

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Today I am sharing three teasers of interactions between the two lead characters of Dark Fey:  the Dark Fey Gairynzvl and Ayla, a Fey of the Light offering a glimpse into the changing complexity of their relationship.  In this final offering, an excerpt from the unreleased third book of the trilogy Breaking Into The Light, we see how their relationship has grown in tenderness and intimacy.  I truly hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing this short, yet beautiful love scene.

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Returning from the village with those who were eager to gather round the fire and share the small feast with the Liberators of the childfey, Ayla and Ilys strolled with several other shefey who were not presently tending the younglings rescued from the Uunglarda.  Talking quietly, they walked past the barns and stable yards without as much as a second glance; yet as they moved toward the roaring fire and bantering malefey, Ayla stopped abruptly, her mind filling with a soft, drawn-out whisper she recognized only too well.

Ayla.”

Gasping in dismay, she covered her face with her hands as her heart lurched with dread.  Fearing the worst, that Gairynzvl had succumbed to his injuries and was reaching out to her one final time, she could not contain the sudden rush of tearful emotion that assailed her as if intent upon strangling her.  Turning to gaze back at her with annoyed confusion, Ilys scowled fiercely and inquired with a distinctly impatient tone just what was the matter, but before Ayla could gather enough composure to answer, Gairynzvl stepped from the dimly lit entrance of the closest barn, flexing his wings unhurriedly as he moved closer to the shefey.

Catching sight of him, Ilys smiled in surprise with an expression of greater relief than she might have typically chosen to show. To disguise her uncustomary display of emotion, however, she turned abruptly and continued toward the fire with the other shefey.

“Do not cry, Ayla.  I am here.”  He spoke to her softly, the sound of his deep voice causing her to jerk her head up in surprise as she looked round in all directions.  When she located him, the tide of emotion that had sought to overwhelm her shifted, but did not dissipate and she turned to face him even as her tears doubled.  Fully anticipating such a welcome from her, he laughed quietly in amused forbearance with her sentimentality and embraced her.  Bending to encircle her with his strong arms as well as his expansive wings, he drew her close to muffle the sound of her crying against his chest as he hushed her with quiet words meant only for her.

After several moments, he drew back and looked down at her in the flickering light of the nearby radiating fire; ignoring the myriad tumbling questions that poured from her thoughts and capturing her perplexed, amber gaze with an intense stare.  Slowly raising one hand to her chin, he held her gently as his own thoughts spun in a feverish whirlwind that sent both their senses reeling.

“You are here?”  She whispered breathlessly; utterly bewildered by his unforeseen return, but he did not answer.  Moving barely an inch at a time, he drew closer, then closer still; his breath coming deeper; his heart pounding faster; his desire focused on the rosy blush of her lips.

“I am here.”  He whispered back to her.  Another fraction of an inch closer, he paused to stare ardently at her mouth as hammering passion spread through his body and he did not restrict the sensation from transferring to her.  In response to the blaze of his desire, her eyes closed and her head tilted back as she offered herself for his kiss and he could not contain the deep moan that escaped him before pressing his mouth to hers so tantalizingly lightly that she sighed sharply and flutter her wings in blissful abandon.  Moving closer, he pulled her against the warmth of his body; his hands cradling her as his soft kisses lingered longer; then longer, until the passion that swirled around them in a dizzying maelstrom prompted her to sigh again, even more profoundly.  Moaning another time with intense pleasure, his thoughts filled with the notion of lifting her into his arms and carrying her into the closest barn to make better use of the darkness and shadows, but even as his desire intensified into a rampant haze, he pulled away.

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You can explore Dark Fey in greater detail, read Reviews, Meet the Characters and enjoy more Teasers at the All Things Dark Fey Website

~Morgan~

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Beautiful photograph found on Pinterest. Credit Gratefully Acknowledged to the original photographer. Thank You~

 

#FridayFeyDay – In The Moonlight – #Fantasy #Romance #Teaser

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In the Moonlight

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Today I am sharing three teasers of interactions between the two lead characters of Dark Fey:  the Dark Fey Gairynzvl and Ayla, a Fey of the Light offering a glimpse into the changing complexity of their relationship.  In this second teaser, from book two of the trilogy (Standing in Shadows), they begin to explore the romantic side of their relationship.

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Drawing her out of the Chamber of Jollity into the dimly lighted corridor beyond, he sought a secluded corner, pulling her urgently along with him until he came upon a window at the end of the long hallway.  There, in the luminous glow of moonlight, he turned round and embraced her with a deep moan, caressing her with the tips of his wings as their thoughts melded in sighs.  Running his hands along her arms, he grasped her more firmly, pulling her upward against him while he stared hungrily at her; then, he lowered his head to kiss her.

Slowly.

Purposefully.

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Simple Beauty – #DailyHaikuChallenge

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The Simplest Beauty

Glimmers more brightly than gold

Memory Lingers

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To take part in the Daily Haiku Challenge see The Original Post from Day One

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Day 185 / 365

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Beautiful photography found on Pinterest.  Credit Gratefully Acknowledged to the original photographer.  Thank You~

#FridayFeyDay – Here in my Mind? – #Epic #Fantasy #Teaser

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Today I am sharing three teasers of interactions between the two lead characters of Dark Fey:  the Dark Fey Gairynzvl and Ayla, a Fey of the Light offering a glimpse into the changing complexity of their relationship.  In this first interaction, near the onset of their relationship, she senses him, but cannot physically see or touch him.

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“Ayla.”

Unexpectedly, her mind filled with a low, drawn out whisper; the deep baritone of the speaker frighteningly familiar and she gasped again, louder than before.

It was him.

“Oh, not now!”  She cried out into the hush of her small home, but the persistent answer came back all too quickly.

“Now, Ayla.”  The whisper was so close, the thought piercing her mind as if he stood mere inches away from her and she swayed under the potency of his presence, her lashes fluttering.

“Where?”  She thought, seeking him, but not finding him.  How could he be so close and, still, not be inside the cottage?  He was closer than ever before.  Once again, his reply to her question was instantaneous.

“Here.”  His deep voice echoed in her mind, but she opened her eyes just the same, searching her parlor, expecting to see him at last; but her two-dimensional thinking brought insidious laughter to the edges of her consciousness and she shook her head at her own folly.  Fool!  She thought, admonishing her own simplicity.

“Here inside my mind?”  She inquired, almost in disbelief and once more the answer came back to her so quickly it seemed he was capable of reading her thoughts before she could even think them.

“Yes.”

~An Excerpt from Dark Fey: The Reviled~

 

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You can explore Dark Fey in greater detail, read Reviews, Meet the Characters and enjoy more Teasers at the All Things Dark Fey Website 

 

~Morgan~

Dance – #DailyHaikuChallenge

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Dance upon the breeze

Jubilation in motion

Smiling to the Heart

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To take part in the Daily Haiku Challenge see The Original Post from Day One

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Day 184 / 365

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Beautiful photography found on Pinterest.  Credit Gratefully Acknowledged to the original photographer.  Thank You~

The Touch – #Inspirational #Poetry

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Love's-Contingency

The Touch of Love is seen in the Miraculous as well as the Simple,
In the Drops of Water upon a newborns head,
In the Benediction o’er a Final Resting Place;
The Touch of Love is Bread in our Hands
And Wine on our Lips,
In Prayers offered beside the sickbed
And in Joyful Laughter at the birth of Life;
The Touch is in the Understanding and Patience Spoken to a Troubled Youth,
And in the Sincere Help offered to One in Need,
It is Heard in the Promise of Unconditional Love
And the Warm Embrace or Handclasp extended to a Stranger.
The Touch of Love is known in the grinding bit of a drill
Searching for Fresh Water In a Forgotten Village,
And in a coverlet offered to a refugee, lost and alone.
The Gentle Touch of Love is Shared through words of Encouragement
To One depressed, discouraged or grieving,
And Through the Compassion of Empathy conveyed
By a Wordless Nod or Gaze.
The Touch of Love is Extended to Each of Us and Shared Through All of Us,
To The World In Need.

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~Morgan~
Inspired and Written in conjunction with Pastor Robert Kehrli

Sight – #Inspirational #Poetry

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When we See the oppressed, the fearful,
The neglected; silent, but ever tearful,

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The outcast, the wounded and the lonely,
The grieving, the lost, and those who are hungry;

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Do we See Angels Waiting by their side,
Hovering O’er them while we decide?

Sight

Will we Linger and Tend their Need,
Our Love planting a Mighty Seed,

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Or will we say “What a Tragedy”,
Yet walk away Blinded by our Apathy?

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In Loving Remembrance and Heartfelt Prayerful Consolation of those lost, wounded, and alone.

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Beautiful Image found at: various news sites and thepowerofprayergroup2006.tripod.com