Penetcost

Pentecost

Come, Wisdom,

Swoop and quiver on the wing;

'Til I catch your call

and halt; scanning the air

hearing your whisper,

longing to catch a fleeting glimpse:

to translate your insight into life-care.

Come, Intuition,

My heart's desire

And warm the emptiness of soul's love spent.

Thaw my meanness of spirit - fear

And guide me as I learn once more to repent.

JEWG

Comments

[Ruth Heeley]

Dear Jane, I have only today caught up with your blog after an absence of weeks. Thank you so much for your deep and beautiful poem, 'Pentecost'. I am in a hard place at present, Bob and I are dealing with our home boundary dispute which goes on and on and....., and the Holy Spirit seems absent. So never doubt your giftedness in ministering to others. You have helped me so much in the past, and now again, even from the depths of your own pain....a wounded healer indeed....through whose open and generous soul the Holy Spirit works.
So glad to hear of your foster daughter's wedding and your new grandchild. All blessings on you and those dearest to you. With love, hugs, and continuing prayers, Ruth.

[Jane W-G]

Thank you for your encouragement R. I am so very sorry to read that life is tough for you right now. I do feel for you.

Much love,
J.