Tagged: God’s presence

Written from a hidden ranch deep in the Kenyan mountains as my husband and I sat in Jesus' presence for examen among the wild creatures.   The Wildness of Your Presence   Sometimes Your presence is a wild place. Air thrumming with life Wildness As if I emerged into a sacred wilderness Where You and Your wild things Commune.   I am the tame one here, The one who thinks Instead of abiding, Who sits Instead of flying.   The common Kenyan pigeon Perches nearby Curiously appraising my composure, Inviting me to decompose.   Goats meander through A dry river bed, Their bells tinkling As they forage along the ravine. Your food is there waiting for them.   Monkeys chatter, Clamber along the acacia, Stopping… Read More