Leaping | Authspot. This is a spiritual offering from Margaret. I like the imagery involved in it. Her author’s remark — “Returning to Abba’s arms.”
I think “Leaping” is another nice one from Margaret.
~ Darrell
Take a dip into creativity.
Love being splashed by ripples of living water.
Reminding me that nothing is impossible for God.
Fresh possibilities feeding me creative embers
That are near death, smoldering within my soul.
Mags Alden, June 28, 2009
Many distractions try to inhibit or completely cut off my creative impulses – but I know that my creativity is a God given Holy Spirit inspired gift, that God has given me to compensate for the struggles I have had to face within my life’s journey.
Weeds have their anorexic knuckles
Clasped around my melancholy neck.
Ready to wrench my head clean off my body –
In a vane attempt to stop
My creativity flowing through my extremities –
Because it knows my soul needs to stoke
The fire of passion to do more than just exist.
Oh weeds loosen your death grasp.
My passion fire is too strong.
Words nourish my soul.
Mags Alden, June 17, 2009
Margaret Alden:
I have to write daily – if not, it’s like my whole body is drained of its life. I have to let my soul fly free and let the words dribble on the page like honey from the Gods. I have to write daily because it is God’s gift to me. I know I’ve got the writing bug because if I don’t write, I’m not whole.
Mags Alden, May 7, 2009
Some prose on writing by Margaret Alden.
I was inspired to write this while trying to help Margaret find her inspiration for a poem. She had a few words, “King” “Hill” and “Tree” and this is what my mind came up with. “Golgotha” is the name of the hill the crucification of Christ took place on.
King of Golgotha Hill
Fruit on man-made tree
Gift for all mankind
Lift us up forever
DWPenner, July 26, 2009
If you liked this, please check it out on Authspot: King of Golgotha Hill, and my other offerings through Triond.
Soaking in his liquid love
Drenched from tip to toe.
Mending the scars
Embedded in my soul.
I can find my voice scream.
Mags Alden, April 5, 2009
Heaven needed me to love a stranger today.
Heaven needed me to show someone their passions flow.
Lessons have a ring of simplicity, like learning, just to be:
To know the pure embrace of the Heavenly Father’s Love.
To hum a lover’s melody.
To be kissed by the wind.
Now that is learning, to be.
Mags Alden April 1, 2009
God; is the only one not restricted to a box.
Life source, Higher power, God; is the only one not restricted to a box. If this being is, man has placed him there. We are not puppeteers, placed on Earth to tug his strings. Higher power is not instant coffee. His lessons and perplexities take our life’s journey to fathom. If then, limited understanding is gained.
God is not a plastic surgeon. His cuts are far from precise. He does not sew neatly to cover up our scars.
On the first step of my journey, my foot will move forward soon. Your journey is different from mine. We are all travelers moving. Take courage along for the ride.
Mags Alden, Mar 30, 2009
When we allow God to shape our hearts we touch heaven.
Every time I sit and allow angels to change my heart, I touch heaven.
Every time I get cloaked in peace, I touch heaven.
Every time I hear the love song of God’s heart, I touch heaven.
Every time I just come without expecting in return, I touch heaven.
Mags Alden, June 14, 2009
God’s recipe for success.
Lay your coming and your going
Before the masters feet.
He wants to prove his faithfulness
And clothe you in his peace.
I will open up the windows of heaven
For am I not your God.
My love is free.
I will make you succeed because of who you are in me –
Called to be loved and to love.
I am the God of much more.
Find true rest under my wings.
Mags Alden, July 19, 2009Note – this is the second poem I discovered with this title by Mags. (DWP)