Monday, October 26, 2015

When the Wood is Wet (#SmallWonder Link-up)


Shift each log.  
Make room for air to move through.

Turn your head away and inhale, deep, through nostrils.
Then turn again toward the dark stove and exhale.
Aim low, for the coals, but not low enough to stir the ashes.
Blow out long and hard until all air is gone.

Repeat.  Again and again.  Listen for the roar,
watch for flames to leap.  

Make each breath a prayer
for all the wet wood in your 
weighted down life.  Breathe out
for you, your spouse, your children.  
Beg the flames to rise 
as you tend them.  

Shifting each log.  
Making room for air to move through.  


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Welcome to the #SmallWonder link-up.

What if we chose to deliberately look for the small moments of wonder, the small sparks of presence, of delight or sorrow, of true humanity in which we meet God? 

That's my proposal - that we gather here each week to share one moment of Wonder from each of our days.  

You're invited to link-up a brief post about a small moment of wonder.  Don't worry if your post is too long, too short, or not just right - you're welcome to come as you are.  

While you're here, please do take a look around and encourage at least one other blogger with a comment.  



7 comments:

  1. Love the imagery this brought to mind this morning. May I tend to the flames in both our fireplace & in my heart :) Blessings!

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  2. Oh yes. This. This is what I am doing this morning as well, my friend!

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  3. This is beautiful and so timely -- not just because the weather is getting cold. I definitely need more and better fire for my wet wood.

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  4. I can hear the crackle and feel the heat radiant on my cheeks. What a beautiful prompt to pray for our loved ones (and ourselves).

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  5. Making room for the air... I have not tended a fire in so many years that I had forgotten the purpose of moving the logs and making room. It is a purpose from which life can be lived to the fullest.

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  6. Wanting the flames to rise - for the holy spirit fire to burn bright in my family.One of my most treasured memories is watching my grandfather build a fire in the big fireplace - the process said much about him!

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  7. Kelly, what a beautiful picture of the Holy Spirit blowing into our lives, re-embering the coals that are cold, heating and igniting the 'wet wood' of our lives.

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