Patty Thomsen
Joy’s Hunger and Thirst
When I hunger for “bread”, tasting elusive joy Take me to a quaint lunch happily to enjoy. When my spirit is dry as the hot desert air Give me living water to quench my soul’s sad cares. When I feel the anguish of Your separation Let me find joy in hope, longing for connection.…
Read MoreSprings of Water
Where does it all come from, seeming endless supply? Out of the rock and ground? Water that satisfies! Washing, cleansing, scrubbing, bathing, cleaning, rinsing, Showers, pouring, clearing; my soul’s purifying. Such sweetness on hot days, oases in hot years. Washing suffering’s tears and bringing joyous tears. Satisfying, quenching, slurping, sipping, swilling, Satiating, drinking, gurgling,…
Read MoreShelter
Home is a metaphor where You and I do talk. The concrete foundation secure on which we walk. The walls all around us guard from danger’s domain. The roof over our heads keeps out the driving rain. Windows let in Your light, Your beauty we enjoy. The hearth provides us fire, turns cold to…
Read MoreBias
An invisible thief, this imp robs and steals truth. He goes undetected (at least you can’t see you). His smoke wafts through the air in every word you say. In everything you hear, ears “filter” toward “your way.” “Hear” what you want to hear! “Know” what you want to know! “Think” what you want…
Read MoreDeepest Recesses
It’s not “answers” that I want. There’s something deeper that pants. To love and see You on high, Before whom all questions die.
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