Muted to Vivid

You paint muted joy

across my skies.

Pastel colors awash

in nature’s glory,

birthed by God’s

breath

and as I gaze

beyond the horizon,

Free birds fly

With such panache

and a subtle flair...

Heart soars

with wings

dreaming

of days ahead

when feet won’t

touch this earth

and vivid colors

cause heaven's

cheeks to blush

with joy,

fully expressed,

which will find us

laughing out loud…

©Copyright 2010 Marie Nease

Life is a crazy adventure!

I just wrote a long post about flying high above the storms of life....

About walking through this life alone

and longing for a companion to

share the sunny days

and the stormy ones.

I lost the draft, so ummm at this point I'll post the photo above and just

say, don't let the ups and downs of life get to you! Fly ABOVE them! 

As I recently flew through the clouds in Costa Rica in a Cessna, it was very bumpy! 

So, I recommend flying above the clouds! 

In the strength of our God

we can fly higher

than the clouds!

Emerging

    

  Now emerging from chilled winter years

through purging, heartbreak & many tears.

Pressed and treaded heavily upon

made sweet for tasting and sipping on.

Like the best grapes from God’s winery.

I’m purified in like gold in God’s refinery.

His fire burns until he sees perfection

within my heart He sees His reflection.

Now made pure and pliable, 

yielded to his will

Knowing He’s reliable, 

upon His chest, I’m still.

Emptied of all that would weigh down

Laying before him every crown.

Finding God is more and I am less.

I’m festooned with spring’s ceremonial dress...

Decreasing are remembrances of all things past

Brilliant colors replace black & white’s contrast.

Releasing the memory of death’s mortal sting

Budding and growing, anticipating spring!

© Copyright 2003 Marie Nease 

Winter's Slumber

Winter's slumber weighs heavy on my spirit,

Like rain, frozen on fragile branches, 

nearly touching cold earth.

May warmth from the Son 

cause spiritual icicles to melt, 

like drops of grace, 

like new mercies 

every morning...

So thirsty, mouth and lips are dry,

Cracked, like miles of desert lands. 

Only You can cause clouds to form

Bring drenching desert storm

To deeply satisfy thirsty sands.

Equilibrium’s been pulled by a strange gravity

That seems to be surely from this earth...

Would you equalize me? 

Only in You sweet balance returns.

Spiritual symmetry. 

This heart, you made has songs deep within

she longs to share in harmonious blending

of lives giving & receiving in love’s pleasure unending 

Bringing glory to Father, Son and Spirit--

Until He comes to gather his bride

And take her to the place

He’s prepared for them

To love, forever. 

©  Marie  Nease ~ January 29, 2009  

"For behold, the winter is past,

The rain is over and gone.

12 ‘The flowers have already appeared in the land;

The time has arrived for pruning the vines,

And the voice of the turtledove has been heard in our land.

13 ‘The fig tree has ripened its figs,

And the vines in blossom have given forth their fragrance.

Arise, my darling, my beautiful one,

And come along"

Song of Solomon 2:11-13

Longing for Spring...again. 
Every cold Winter, I ache for Spring.... 
I'm made to long for Spring.

Kiss the World with Spring!

Winter sleeps in icy bliss

While we pray the sun will kiss

the world with spring again.

Shivering under the moons dim light

We beseech the sun, “End the night!”

But, the watchful eye of the sun could see

The preparation and growing 

that winter would bring.

There is dying that is needed

Before the ground can be seeded

And new life can begin to grow.

Buds and blossoms raise their lovely heads

Stretching and emerging from winter beds.

The air is filled with joyous sound.

An orchestra of birds and bees has found

that winter’s chill didn’t last forever!

Trees stretch their limbs

And shake off winter’s clothes

Dancing like children

as a warmer breeze blows.

 The sun smiles and the sky grows blue

And again the world is new!

Icicles slowing melting

Dripping on the ground.

Just another proof that spring has been found!

Our hearts take on a new life of their own

as the freshness of spring is newly known.

© Copyright 2003 Rennie Marie Nease 

Allowing Him to Grasp Us

The part we play in knowing God

is a song, composed mainly

of us allowing Him

to grasp us…

To take hold of us,

of our hearts

and firmly hold

us there

in a close embrace--

Our ears listening

to His heartbeat;

slowly but surely

our heart beats

in unison

with His

& we begin

to hear like His ears hear

to speak like His voice speaks

to touch like His hands touch

to love like His heart loves

to die to self like He died for us

© Copyright 2005 ~ Marie Nease

Sunday, August 07, 2005

Inspired by Rainier Maria Rilke

  "When I saw others straining toward God,

I did not understand it, 

for though I may have had

him less than they did, 

there was no one blocking

the way between him and me, 

and I could reach his heart easily. 

It is up to him, after all, to have us. 

our part consists of almost solely 

in letting him grasp us."