That way

 What are you 

Up to 

Lord

I’ve not 

A clue

And sometimes

I think

You like

It that way

the privilege

 A privilege

To be

So loved

By you

And I 

Can’t count

The ways

In which

You continue

To show

Your Presence

Even as

I’m consumed

By worries

You’re keenly 

Aware of

Redirect my 

Tired soul

And give me

Beauty

Replacing

The struggle

With only

A peace

That belongs to

You

The Holy One

O Merciful One

Visit me

And give me

What I need

Even as 

I resist

Every day

It seems

Good morning

 Good morning

Have a lovely day 

My friends

Sending hugs

And smiles

Across the miles

measure

 Sometimes joy

Is a bowl

Of your 

Favorite childhood cereal

On a 

July morning

Where you crave

Comfort

And nostalgia

In equal measure 

trust anyway

 Praising

Because 

I’m alive

And able

To worship

The King

Be my light

As I encounter

Darkness

At every side

Be my guide

When I understand 

Nothing

But trust

You anyway

You are

 Sunday sermon

May I rest

Truly rest 

In who 

You are

Not who

I think

I am

in your stead

 May you be

Who I praise

Even as each

New day

Brings new uncertainty 

And possible disappointment 

May recognition 

Be present

That with you

All is still

Well in

Your stead

Cocoa dreams

 Overnight rains

And a July cooldown

Have me craving 

Winter’s delight

Of soup

And cornbread 

Followed by

A nice blanket

With a mug

Of hot cocoa

Morning glories

 Awaiting the cool down

Along with the rain

As a good book

Awaits its meeting

With my fingertips

Some hot tea

Some whipping cream

And a huge smile

For the decision

Was made

To appreciate

Each day

Questions

 What are you reading?

What are you eating?

What are you drinking?

What’s in your cart?

What are you thinking about?

Old magazines

Protein cookies

Water

Books

Too much

Your turn

muscle

 High above

The clouds

Window seat

Looking outward

At the night sky

Lit up

By lightning below

Feeling so

In awe

At seeing

God work

Without

Moving a muscle

whole

 Morning glories

Of sweet smelling 

Jasmine and honeysuckle 

Waft through

My nostrils

Making my day

Even more amazing

Because I let 

Nature’s beauty

And goodness

Be my guide

To a happier

Healthy

Whole

Daily

 Teach me

Not to fret

And to take

Each day

As it arrives

Smile

Laugh

Enjoy the ride

Soul

Rainy days

Where thunder rolls

Lightning strikes

And the bed sheets

Call my name

With a ferocity

Promising 

Sweet dreams

As nature provides

Manna for

A tired soul

Summer sizzle

 Summer sizzle

Brings rainy drizzle

A sudden cooldown

Followed by 

A mugginess

Nobody loves

Azure waves

 Salty shores

Shifting sand

Azure waves

Wind blowing

Birds a pecking

And an overcast sky

Greet my eye

This morning

You control 

Your creation 

With a steadfast 

Firmness

That gives

This humble human

Peace and clarity

Thank you

For never deviating

From Your character

Even as mine

Wavers more

Than I’m willing

To admit

Questions

 What are you reading?

What’s in your cart?

What are you drinking?

What are you eating?

What is making you smile?

Rereading old favorites

Books

Coffee

Cereal

You all

Your turn

seeking soul

 Lord

Guide me

Give me

Direction

And peace

To deal

With life

As it is

Not pretend

It’s something

Else entirely

Give me hope

And a future

And never let

Me forget

Your goodness

As I seek 

Your reply

May the joy

You provide

Be enough

Always enough

For this impatient

And seeking soul

Vacation thoughts

 Some notes from time off

As you age you will no longer apologize for who you are 

Your peace is paramount

You will realize you control nothing

You will find the best and worst of humanity in the same day

You will still question your worth when it gets shattered. It will get shattered. People may mean well, but execution is lacking. 

I will have to remind myself that Lord they know what they do mentality

Poor in net worth, Rich in spirit. Reconciling this dichotomy now. 

Hey

 I’m back. Jet lagged. But back

Off

 Will be offline for a bit. 

If you’d like I have some posts up on rkrsrue.blogspot.com you can check out. Love you all. 

hugs

 Sending hugs

And lots of love

To you 

My friends

These days

Day

 In the dawn

Of day

You show

Us all

What it is

To trust

Even as

Understanding

Remains dim

Lord

 In your presence

Your joy

Becomes mine

As I focus

On who

You are

Not on my

Own sinful desires

Lean

 Lord

Lean on you

Because

Nothing else sustains

Sunday

 Sunday morning

New life

New breath

As I watch

The hummingbirds

Dance as

They happily eat

Fourth

 Happy Fourth of July to all Americans. Just a little note to let you know you are all loved by me. I’m appreciative of your love and support. Stay safe and cool. If your international, where are you checking in from my friends?

Love

Regine

yet

 Some days

I just have

To remember

That not

Having answers

Could be 

The biggest blessing

I’m having

To say

I don’t know

And leave

It there

Life may not

Be fair

But its 

Goodness 

Needs to be found

In perfectly fried chicken

Or a beautiful butterfly

Who spreads

Its wings

No matter

The circumstance

Inundate my spirit

With grace and mercy

As I learn

To wait 

With joy

And expectancy

Of a peace

I’ve not

Felt yet

Breath

 Take a 

Deep breath

Release

The fear

And welcome

Unexpected hope

New month

 Heading into

A new month

May you silence

The negativity

Surrounding my soul