Poetic Inkwells and More

  Boxes          by Clara Mitchell 12-26-2023 I bought a mattress in a box. I am traveling again. The mattress purchase reminds me Of when we put God in a box. When we open the box for the mattress It unfolds to a much more alarming size! I think God wants us to think of Him Outside of the box. I know that I have stuffed gifts and talents Inside of me, I am the container, a box if you will. I tried to open the goods But needed help to do so. The helpers were busy-- I soon discover many We are living their dreams in a box. How do we open up After being contained so long? What treasures are stuffed? Now at a later stage in life, I am unpacking some boxes That I have carried for some time. God was helping me to open up. My talents began to expand like this Serta mattress. The size and fit gave me pleasant dreams. God gave me a talent to write. It has been a long time in the making. My boxes did not truly unfold until lat...

A poet lives in a world of words, That spills over into many tomorrows.  Each tomorrow becomes a new day  And the beat and meter go on.  The one at the table who spills the beans  Is an expression for sharing something hidden.  Those at the table gasp  And put their hands over their mouth.  Words carry power for good or evil.  I think about my words to God during the day. I think about my prayers to Him.  I never feel ignored.  I look for a dialogue to begin between God and me.  Having dialogue with God is the most pleasant of conversations. God listens as I share my heart.  I listen as God shares His heart-- Giving me a Psalm, a song, or scriptures.  At the end of our conversation,  God is still there if I decide to add more. Whenever I wake up or wherever I travel,  I can start the same conversation or begin a new dialogue. God is always there to listen  And console me with His great wisdom. I still need...

Winds of Change Continue         by Clara Mitchell 4/21/2024 Am I losing my touch? I mean, am I out of touch? My mood moves like a child's swing, What is pushing me to go higher? Is it God or is it me, Or is it both? My life is going in many new directions. It is because of the winds of change set over me. The winds will die down soon- As soon as the changes take hold of me. Until that time, I am looking down from a whirlwind. What changes will God arrange That cause such mighty winds to blow? Is there a way to know my next? I am held in suspense by a spiritual whirlwind. The Holy Spirit calls me to deeper faith. I am no longer looking down from this whirlwind. When I grow in faith, I cannot remain the same. Over time, other winds of change Will remove more doubt and unbelief. Faith lifts me higher. Now I can move mountains. The Holy Spirit is my guide into all truth. (John 16:13) He sends the winds of change at the...

  by Clara Mitchell   To be or not to be? Hamlet's question is still and remains very interesting. What if God had asked the same question at the start of creation? Instead of Light be, what if He had asked Light be or not to be? God was teaching us as our creator from the get go. Words can create what we cannot see. Words when spoken create an energy around us. The energy takes shape to form our world. Our faith in God's Word is activated as we decree it. Faith builds on scriptures and it is a substance. In today's language it is a controlled substance. Faith is in God's control and we wait for His Word to activate. God aligns us to His will for His glory. His plan is always higher than our own. Seeking God requires anyone one of us to believe. Without faith, we cannot please God. But with faith many rewards are given by God To those who diligently seek him. (Hebrews 11:6)