Author Archives: Misha

LIQUID

Posted on May 23, 2022 by Misha

Looking through water at the slantedrock above which a trout trembles.Mayflies dance daringly, destinedto do what they do deftly. Herehuman feet part dappled water,body passing through into breathlessness,as exhales stop. Reversal. Gasps almostgiggle with pain. Experience saysit will pass. The … Continue reading →

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Poor children’s food

Posted on October 9, 2021 by Misha

I’ll never forget that day. We had got used to this strange life by then – the crowds, moving around from one place to the next, even the healings had become, dare I say it – normal. We knew some … Continue reading →

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The Window of Opportunity.

Posted on March 7, 2021 by Misha

Mark 5 v 21-43 “Daughter, your faith has made you well. Go in peace” I spend my days here, by this little window. At least here, I can hear things. People. Snippets of conversations. Listening is a sort of comfort, … Continue reading →

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The LORD’s my Shepherd

Posted on August 30, 2020 by Misha

The Lord’s my shepherd even when it all gets a little too real when no still small voice calms the storm no pick axe can thaw a frozen stream… when you flick the switch but the light never comes on … Continue reading →

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Abiding

Posted on August 18, 2020 by Misha

To bear fruit bent under weighty sweetness which pregnant lands. Soft thud. Exulting sorrow ascends. Creation twigs.

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Suspense

Posted on August 17, 2020 by Misha

I hang on to God the same way a raindrop exhales its goodbye to the branch.

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Fields

Posted on August 16, 2020 by Misha

Don’t reap to the edge of your fields leave a bit for the weak. Whatever your best field yields let a part of it speak of Him who will always provide. Don’t reap to the edge of your day, leave … Continue reading →

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Through Your Eyes

Posted on August 15, 2020 by Misha

Jesus, tomorrow, I would like to see. Show me Your world as it’ll one day be. Peel back the layers of indifference and lies and let me see through Your eyes. Jesus, forgive me, when I look straight through people … Continue reading →

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“Jesus Christ and Him crucified” — See, there’s this thing called biology…

Posted on August 15, 2020 by Misha

“For I decided to know nothing among you except Jesus Christ and him crucified. And I was with you in weakness and in fear and much trembling, and my speech and my message were not in plausible words of wisdom, … Continue reading →

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Reality

Posted on August 15, 2020 by Misha

I look and I try to not judge but just love. I listen. To the noise. The swear words. I look and I stop trying and just love. I listen and God hears Himself as I forget my heartbeat.

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