Author Archives: Misha

The Window of Opportunity.

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

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

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

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Suspense

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

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Fields

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

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…

“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

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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Act 6 of the Bible – Revelation 21  

If you ask me: “Do you think you’ll go to heaven when you die, Misha?”, I’d have to say no. Jesus promised the thief on the cross ‘Today you will be with me in Paradise’, so I believe that when … Continue reading

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Wrapped Tight — Visitant

Quite like this poem! Wrapped Tight Ball of string wrapped tight and tidy yearns to fling itself in a direction to unravel massiveness into feathery strand beckoning in wind for more length to discover more paths no worries of finding … Continue reading

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