One Thousand Gifts

 

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One Thousands Gifts by Ann Voskamp is a Christian biography about gratitude and overcoming pain. The author lost her sister when she was only a toddler. It tackles the  age-old question, where is God when bad things happen? And her life experience throughout the book teach you some surprising revelations about God’s love.

Ann’s writing is really transparent and almost poetic at times. Sometimes she comes from a theological background and turns on “preacher-mode” but other than that, it’s still refreshing. At times she states opinions as facts. Her takes are insightful. I just wish she wrote it with a more honest and humble approach. But I feel her pain. I never went through her pain in life like she did at a very young age. I suffered a lot of anxiety in Elementary School for different reasons. Although the author’s path and mine are very different from one another, I feel like we connect together, Ann and I, through this book.

Here are some quotes from the book:

…”I  enter the world like every person born enters the world: with clenched fists.” (Page 1).

“But from that Garden beginning, God  has had a different purpose for us.  His intent, since He bent low and breathed His life into the dust of our lungs, since He kissed us into being, has never been to slyly orchestrate our ruin.” (Page 17).

Here is a description in the back of the book:

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I am only in the very beginning but I am enjoy it so far. Have you read it? What are your thoughts about it?

 

Happy reading everyone! 😀

Nature Blues

 

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The rivulet caressingly moves through the banks

While the brooks ebbs through the meadows

The river moves through the rocks

While the veins in my heart flows

There are highs and lows

Like the enchanting valleys

Or the mountains with dust of snows

 

I want a life like nature

Purposeful and serene

But the blood veins of my heart get stuck

And my bones are gettting lean

And I feel sickly with a face that’s green

I need destiny once again

A hope that’s rising like I’ve never seen

(C) Carly Wiggins 2018

Daily word prompt:

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Peachy Keen

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I wish everything was peachy keen
I want my testimony to be juicy
The sweetest of hope even seen

It’s more than the finish work of the cross
It’s the struggles, twists and turns
It’s give You all my love and concerns

I wish everything was peachy keen
I want my love to be ripened
Your Spirit is making me sparkling clean

You are making streams in the wasteland
I long to see my joy and crown
In the Lord, I must firmly stand

“Take the kingdom prepared for you before the world was created”
Oh, Lord prepare my heart, I am elated
I rejoice with all of the creation and the angels

(C) Carly Wiggins 2018

I am Soaring in the Air (Am I Going to Fly or Fall?)

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I am soaring in the air
Am I gonna fly or fall?
This heart of mine is an overhaul

I just want to fly
I don’t want to think about why I’m alive
I just want to be with I

Because when I fly the wide skies
I don’t want to think about it
When I feel the world’s lies
And fall into its disguise

I know that life is short
And I don’t want to think about death
Life is precious with its grime and dirt
And if I die now it will hurt

Growth is a porcelain vased plant
Slowly spreading its greenery
Adapting while others say I can’t

I just want to fly
I don’t want to think about why I’m alive
I just want to be with I

(C) Carly Wiggins 2018

 

Revival Meeting

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I am in this room filled with a zealous spirit

To need to yield is apparent

The awakening time has drawn near

While the refreshing love is oh so clear

 

I check my heart to make sure I am ready

The music from the band is trickling in the air

The djembe marches on steady

The singers speak, “We are with the Lion Tribe of Judah, release your care”

 

The room is filled with paintings and signs like “revival” and “stronghold”

I feel restless, this is now the time to be bold

I bring my heart and knees to the ground

Immediate into this musical cerebral sound

“I am here, rest my child,” I hear

“Don’t give up on Me, for I created You”

I shed a tear

“I make beginnings anew”

 

Then after the music, a pastor starts to speak

About the only One you shall seek

“The Kingdom life is at hand

For it is in our hearts and where we stand”

 

After that the pastor comes up and lays hands on folks

I feel need to come up

While people are saying, “Glory” and “Our God of Hope”

I am come up and feel the spirit erupt

It comes like a tornado

Through a tornado alley in Laredo

I revitalize my motives and internal being

I let go; the heat wave is so freeing

 

I feel my head get heavy and knees lock

I fall to the floor

I go into a Holy Spirit shock

I am left with a chilling sensation and the One I adore

 

I will come again if I can stand

For another time oh so grand

To experience the full enthralling vibe

Of the Lion Judah’s charismatic tribe

 

(C) Carly Wiggins 2010

God, the Alpha and Omega

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Poem:

The universe created itself from nothing

Then consciousness moving in and transcending all barriers and lines

Where is God in this midst?

He is the Alpha and the Omega, blocking the shadows of darkness with the light that shines

 

Prayer:

Dear Lord,

We praise you for being the Alpha and Omega. The beginning and end. Remind us that all goodness in us comes from You. Help us to be more lovingly and patient with each other. We live in a very fast-paced world and we forget sometimes how to love. Teach us what’s important and let go of what doesn’t matter. You have the whole world in Your hands and we can learn divine order if we give control up to You. Bless us and shower us with your presence today, Lord.

Amen.

Please share your thoughts with me. Isn’t amazing how God is the beginning and the end of all that is?

 

Life’s Long Queues

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You feel like you lose
Having to wait in life’s long queues
Waiting is the hardest part
It’s like sour candy, so tart
When it melts in your mouth
It starts to sting
Reminding you how things went south

You ask, “What’s the point of waiting?”
Well, the answer is worth debating
Ever since you are born
You spirit is ripped and torn
You feel so fragile
Like a special porcelain dish
You wish life was more agile

I know you say, “Don’t give up or in”
But do you know the weight of my every sin?
I forgive others more readily than myself
Go on say, “Put your arrogance and vainity on the shelf”
But there’s more that leaves me incomplete
It’s being patient in the hustle and bustle
While trying to love myself when busyness takes a front row seat

(C) Carly Wiggins 2017

Destiny’s Knockin’ On Your Door (Let Go)

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Life’s ups and downs

Can make you feel sick

Like a roller coaster ride

You question where does your love confide?

 

You travel some many places in your brain

Your heart has been through a blender

Do I hold on to what’s already gone?

Or let go and surrender?

 

See, in this life the choice is yours

Everything is a choice

From dusk to dawn

Is your light within turned on?

 

Does your light within really shine?

Shine like a welcoming revelation?

Beckoning with perspective

Leaving you with clear hope, no hesitation

 

For if all these things really ring true

Destiny’s knockin’ on your door

It’s time to let go

Sometimes when I am in prayer

 

I feel like no one’s there

I am talking to the ceiling

Sometimes I am lost in a deep spiritual feeling

 

I sense a powerful presence of some sort

I stop focusing on my personal hurt

I start to pray for others

And nations filled with sisters and brothers

 

I am not saying I am always selfless

I can be pretty selfish at times, I confess

But I believe it’s important to take time away from self

 

To pray for others who need help

Because destiny’s knockin’ on your door

It’s time to let go

© Carly Wiggins 2016

Disgraceful Swan

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I was one of many swans

In a spacious pond

 

Every swan was peaceful

They rode the waters with such ease

As they rode they felt an adventurous pull

 

Everywhere they went they were seekers

Seekers of food and a scenic swim

And mothers taught their young like teachers

 

But not I

I cannot lie

 

I would hunt for food and push others away

It would annoy the other swans

So I was a famished swan by day

 

At night I would get lost and cry with a yelp

It would ruffle their feathers

They would ignore my cry for help

 

I felt so utterly alone

Like my heart was made of stone

 

They thought I was greedy

But deep inside I knew the truth

I was just desperately needy

 

From dusk to dawn I’ve learned the hard way

I will always just be a disgraceful swan

 

(C) Carly Wiggins 2018

Photo credit: Roeselien Ramond