Jamie Lewis
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Shepherd
A cloudy and windy day with a little snow on the peaks. I’ve been sitting on the balcony talking to Father this morning. He hasn’t really said much, but His presence is palpable. He is good. He loves us. Surely… Continue reading
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Smell The Flower, Blow Out the Candle
Once, when I was a young teen I had a headache which lasted for three days. I told my mother it was like New York City was driving around in my head. The cars blasted their horns, angry voices shouted… Continue reading
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Still There
A cool front has moved in. A mist covers the sky and I can barely see the outlines of the mountains I know are there. I see them each morning as I sit on my balcony drinking my coffee. I… Continue reading
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A Quiet Place: A Week Alone in the Woods-The Fifth Day
Day 5 I didn’t sleep well last night. It is my last night in the cabin in the woods. I will miss it here-the peace, the quiet, the place of reflection and reconnection with myself and my God. The ulcers… Continue reading
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A Quiet Place: A Week Alone in the Woods-The Fourth Day
Day 4 I have a cold. My throat hurts and there are ulcers in my mouth. I am fighting. I take my vitamins and elderberry. I am not running fever, but I am tired and uncomfortable. I eat breakfast and… Continue reading
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A Quiet Place: A Week Alone in the Woods-The Third Day
Day 3 It is so quiet. Even the wind does not visit today. The pond-on the surface-has not moved. Dragonflies play upon the periphery of the water. My thoughts shift to the knowledge that life teems below the surface, unseen… Continue reading
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A Quiet Place: A Week Alone in the Woods-The Second Day
Day 2 Being “Still” is not easy. My mind tells me to go somewhere, “DO” something. Anything. Father says, “No, not today. Be still.” I know he means my heart, soul, and mind. But sometimes for that to happen I… Continue reading
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A Quiet Place: A Week Alone in the Woods
“Being Still” is not easy in todays’s world of “I’ve got things to do, place to go, people to see” mentality. This year I spent a week alone in the woods with sketchy cell service. It was a gift from… Continue reading
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Standing-Even When You Don’t Want To
Stand- to persevere and to stand firm, established and held up. Able-mighty and powerful. “Hast thou not known? hast thou not heard, that the everlasting God, the LORD, the Creator of the ends of the earth, fainteth not, neither is… Continue reading
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Unhewn
I am but unhewn stone resting within the flow of your river.Noticed, Seen, Chosen, CollectedLain gently at your feet.Building blocks of my lifeshaped by you-For youRevealedStacked one by one before your throneA table, a place of restI take up my… Continue reading
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