Skagit Valley high

acres of tulips

vivid rainbow of colors

Skagit Valley high

armed with our Canons

we shot hundreds of photos

day with my daughter

wren

standing very still

my eyes search the underbrush

patience brings reward

daffodils

golden daffodils

bathed in the evening sunshine

declare “spring is here!”

very early on the third day

Mary came while it was dark

but

You weren't there

how early, Lord, did You leave the tomb?

at three?

maybe two?

how early?

one?

poised at the edge of Heaven

was the Father eager

for the last stroke of midnight to resound?

before its echo faded

before the third day exhaled one breath

did He say to You

come home,

Son?

why not?

why wait?

Your work was done

Abba loved You too much to leave You there

one moment

 longer

the innocent Son

guilty

Bar-abbas

(son of the father)

set free

innocent

Jesus

Son of the Father

condemned

hands

 that healed

pierced

Abba

Father

forgive them

feet

 that delivered good news

crippled

My God!

why

have You forsaken Me?

chest

 that held a heart of love

stabbed

it

is

finished

this innocent died

the guilty were

set free

Passover moon

the full moon

 lights my sleeplessness

wrestling for comfort

I remember

tonight is Passover

Passover!

my Lord prayed in the garden

the full moon

lighting His face

glistening on the great drops of sweat

as He wrestled with God

 Father,

if it is possible

take this cup from Me

Passover!

1400 years earlier

the full moon

lit the bloodstained doorposts of Israel

as God’s Spirit

passed over Egypt

the Hebrews were spared

the cup of God’s wrath

 not what I want,

Father,

but Your will be done

 could you not keep watch with Me

for one hour?

I wrestle to pray

 in the moonlight

Christ’s blood stains my doorpost

I am spared

 the cup of God’s wrath

was poured out

on Him

(2010)

April Fools' Day

My husband’s been working long hours,

including all of the past weekend.

The weather’s been too wet to work in the garden

or go on a photo shoot. I’ve felt like a lonely, caged animal.

Hearing birdsong in spite of this nastiness

reminded me to have a more positive attitude.

Thankfully, Sunday's early morning rain (wet, sloppy snow)

quit and there were periods of sun during the day.

So I took myself on a “shoot” and

improved my attitude 100%.

still dark, wet and cold

robins herald the new day

cheer-up, cheer-ee, Kim!

 

bathed in brief sunlight

salmonberry blossoms drip

from this morning’s rain