"Good" Friday

Black sky, black sky,

the Son to die.
Crimson tide from the tattered Soul.
Shadow cross, shadow cross,

O, such a loss.
Dark shroud for such a bitter end.

© 2005 MMH/MMN

~ Morria

New Year Beginning...

My year is starting strange...I don't really have a clue where God is guiding me.   I think this is Him teaching me to wait on Him....and to listen to others so that I might help them.  I don't know...but this year should be good.... I think?


I just want to draw deep into the things of God....and get to know Him better.  I long to know Him more and grow in prayer and all.   All the project and stuff I could do...mean little compared with knowing Him more...and sharing that with others.

~ Morria

Wandering Soul

For a friend....

Wandering soul with no name of your own.
Wandering soul so all alone.
You wander to and fro
with no home of your own.

Wandering soul, seek you companions?
Wandering soul, seek ye friends?
Wandering soul, seek ye a name of your own?

Wandering soul, seek ye the new road.
Wandering soul, seek ye the heavenly way.
Wandering soul, open thine heart and thy soul
for many do love thee.

© 2004 MMH/MMN

~ Morria

Bitter Days...

dark, dark lay my soul in bitter whoa,
for much that was is no more
and much that will be is not yet...
so much is lost and that now gone
so much never to be regained...
such was the pains of those bitter days

© 2004 MMH/MMN

~ Morria

New Life - Full Surender

I was baptized tonight!  Early this morning I totally surrendered my life to God.  Tonight I was baptized in the freezing cold water of the sheep/llama trough at Pastor Meadows house, which is  a small farm.  Again my heart, after being silent for a time, stirs deeply for the Navajo and the gypsy road.  Now, if only I can get warm...lol!

~ Morria

Broken Trust?

Why?  Trusted you!  You had changed... but in a moment things return to how they use to be... maybe worse... I let you close, you brake me.  I distance you, and we get better...  Maybe we are just not meant to be...

At least, after all that, you took me to see The Village.  At least that is one redeeming thing of today...

~ Morria

Seizures and Poetry...

My body continues to weaken....though the seizures are not quiet as intense now that I am not working all day in the heat.

 I should be getting in to see a doctor very soon about my seizures...keep that in prayer...I am scared.  In fact here are the dates for my appointments...

MRI the 19th

EEG the 28th

see doc (nervous system) August 9th

I hate being as weak as I am....

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Bitter torcher in my flesh,
As each night this torment doth return,
and my strength is again drained.

God of light, I thank Thee for the mercy
A loving warrior, my love to be.
I thank Thee that tis he who does now care for me.

© 2004 MMH/MMN

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A lone maiden wonders acrossed the misty moors,
her steps are slow and painful
her heart is heavy with sorrow.

Towards the ashen skys she lifts her head and crys,
"Is there no one to journey this road with me, my God?
Is there none who can handle tending to this princess?

To so many I am a warrior maiden,
never seeming to need there aid.
But You, my Father, know just how I really am.
For beneath this warrior's armor is an ill little girl."

She stood quietly the tears streaming down.

Twas not long before a princely knight came up beside her.
He knelt before her, "Princess, my sword is yours..."
He rose up and cradled her in his arms.
"My love, you I shall protect and tend to.
Together we shall fight the battle Our God has called us to.
I will never leave you."

The princess settled into his arms, and together the two journeyed on.

 © 2004 MMH/MMN

 This is what I long for...when I am alone.

~ Morria