"If you knew the gift of God, you would ask of Him, and He would give you living waters." John 4:1

Tag: forgiveness


Across the pond, bare branches of cottonwood
Are festooned with white egrets
Spare, elegant, fashionable,
A spire embellished to celebrate the end of winter

Then one by one, plumage spreads wide, necks stretch forth
Long legs launch, rising in lazy arcs,
Egret after egret wings off, disappears on the horizon
Each in its own direction
Leaving bare branches waiting
For aromatic green shoots to break forth

My mother called these poplars “sweet balm” trees
Emerging leaves release honeysuckle
Scent of spring–then burst into shimmering
Swirling, dancing, shining, laughing greenery
Exuding fragrance amid clouds of wispy cotton

Lodged in the branches of memory
Regrets spread their wings one by one
And lift off toward far destinations
As far as east is from west
Presaging perfume of revival

Branches lighten buoyantly
Green shoots of spiritual growth
Burst forth, enveloped in the
Sweet balm of forgiveness


conciousworthLiving waters. She was an unlikely hero. A woman in an age where women fell somewhere below the farmyard goats on the social ladder. Here was a woman who came from a despised rival community. And a woman who was even despised in her own community because she had diverged from the required social conventions.

She was so disdained that she couldn’t even bring herself to get water at the local well. No doubt it was a gathering place for gossip. Everyone had to have water, every day. But when she came to draw from the well, perhaps all the talking ceased. Perhaps all eyes followed her. What were they saying in their hearts? “Five husbands. Who does she think she is? And the one she has now isn’t even her husband. She’d better stay away from mine.”

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