Kisses and Coffee

The Road Called Advent Open the door to advent Look down the streets of gold They're all here Those whose hearts were torn, b loodied and ripped open Those who were beaten  And drug  down the muddied streets o f a world created to embrace them... He too, w as beaten and drug down these same streets  Can you now see them playing on all the streets of gold? Laughing and singing,  hearts glowing and filled with joy Celebrating the promises  All the promises come true There is no more sorrow  Hearts and lives no longer torn to pieces Bodies hurt no more   Babies are loved and held and kissed and cuddled Every captive heart set free is soaring in jubilation Jumping and spinning and dancing is the scene before my eyes A most beautiful scene   All aglow u nder the majesty of His presence Advent walks us and all our brokenness   T hrough all the muddied streams of life, and over all the mountains of pain It sits us right down

Advent is Here Do you ever just feel 6 years old? I did this morning when I came back to Advent...When I cuddled up on the couch after Russell had gone... advent together every morning is so special but do you remember being a kid?... longing for time... just you and daddy?... for me it was 5 kids, me being the second youngest, and the youngest girl, and there were times I just wanted to be alone with my daddy, just me and daddy...sitting together, being together, with no other... but him and me. And when I returned this morning to the advent reading and started singing silent night, it became silent, and I visited the hillside with the stars shining bright... it felt like a holy place, calm in the twilight under the bright stars and I was being called to come...✨come and be... just me and Him🌟

Reset  Who is this one? Look at her now! She arises out of her desert, clinging to her beloved... Lord Clear my spirit of the invasion of my soul and it's soulish, selfish ways. It  seems to be my default. Your ways Lord, your high and lifted ways, seem unreachable this morning; and then you whisper, "It's the distractions of everything around you that wants to carry you away from my presence." "I know Lord, I'm fighting to stay, to surrender it all." Then I remember, this battle is yours not mine, this battle to just be still in your arms. "Oh my beloved, how can I live in this torn up world and not be distracted by all the noise?" Take me away my bridegroom King, set me atop the mountain of your heart, deafen my ears, and reset the default of my heart to your voice alone. The Bridegroom King 5)Who is this one? Look at her now! She arises out of her desert, clinging to her beloved. When I awakened you under the apple tr