Changing Mission

Much has changed since my last blog entry. From the very beginning I have been given the ministry to create this blog. Often I have questioned whether or not I really should be writing this blog only to receive back the message: “Keep on writing.” Even though I knew the theme to write on, I can't say I did it always justice. This first year it seems I was traversing through my own questions and frustrations hoping in spite of that to relay that which I knew God put on my heart. Now God has changed the voice in which I am to write.

Changing Mission

Last year's writings –

Out of the depth of my caverns

Bold  raven I released

Pecking at randomly wasted

Pieces of bread in puddles of mud.

Bread, the joy of nurture-

We let it fall into the dust.

Desperately gathering its crumbs

I flailed about – stepping on that

Which I hoped to rescue.

There are still a few raven

Which want to escape;

But now my garden also

Holds glowing doves, who

Hum with glorious music.

I cannot promise that

When I get ready to release a dove

A raven won't escape -

Bold raven and gentle doves

Both are God's creatures.

I hear God's comforting voice

Like the murmur of a brook,

The whispering songs of the wind

In the bowing, praying trees.

I feel God's eternal peace.

Listening beyond the worldly clatter

My mind reaches to catch whisps

Of spirit matter, subtle thin strands

Floating like the breath of God

Caught by beautiful thought.

Written by Angelika. Luise Mitchell (12/23/2012)

© 2012 Angelika Mitchell