Change. We resist it. Often despise it. Yet, it is an inevitable part of our existence.

One of the changes that I embrace with open arms, is the change in nature that occurs each fall. The splendid display found among the phenomenal foliage is a breathtaking reminder of just how remarkable our Redeemer really is. Flaming reds, brilliant yellows, and outrageous oranges seem to escape through the soft and subtle greens. I am awestruck at the process that something that starts out so simple and small, transforms and becomes something so brilliant, bold and beautiful.

Like the leaves that go from bud in need of nourishment, to something that sprouts, flowers, bears fruit, changes color, falls to fly free, dances fearlessly while allowing its radiance to be seen, then returns to the earth, ready to now nourish the next year’s new growth – we too, are transformed and go through seasons. There are times when we are all but hidden in the shadow of His wings, while He is growing in us, something new. However, there comes a time when He calls us to let His radiance be known – to sing, to dance, to speak, to live out loud in such a way, that the beauty that He has birthed in us, is fully seen. We are meant to proudly pirouette as His wind carries us, and not to fear the fall. Wherever we land, our experience will be used to help nourish new growth.

Brilliant the colorsChange

dancing in the breeze;

showing their splendor,

the leaves on the trees.

As wind grants them flight,

proud they pirouette;

fearing not landing,

in flight, they’re content.

When at last they land,

their purpose not done;

they will now nourish,

the new life begun.

(Responding to I Peter 1:3-9 and the beauty of His hand in the Northwest)

Dear Heavenly Father, thank You that You are the Author and Perfector of change. Thank You that in You, we need not fear the new. Thank You that You are constantly bringing about change in us, so that we may more clearly reflect Your radiance to the world around us. Teach us to know when we are to stay hidden, and when we are meant to step out boldly in the new that You are calling us into. Forgive us for fearing the fall, and help us to embrace the winds of Your change, so that we may simply hold on and allow You to carry us wherever You are calling. May we move when You say move, and may many come to know Your glory through our willingness to love as You have loved us. Amen.

© Shannon Elizabeth Moreno and Revelations in Writing, May 2011 – present.

Walk the Talk

“For the kingdom of God is not a matter of talk but of power.” – I Corinthians 4:20

image by Johnny Lee

There is a big difference between speaking or simply knowing the right words and actually living them out.  Having the right answers is meaningless if we do not also walk them out – allowing His power to be present in our practice.

To know the words, we must be in the Word.  To put them into practice, we need the power of His presence dwelling in us.  As we invest our heart, mind and soul into continuous communion with Him, we are better equipped to hear what He is whispering to our hearts and more willing to trust that He will provide the power and persistence needed to remain on the path He has placed before us.

His word reminds us that if we seek, we will find; if we ask, it we be given unto us – as the answers and equipping He will provide hold eternal value.

May each of us surrender and seek our Savior so that we, with a gentle spirit, may walk in love.

Dear Heavenly Father, thank You that You are not about us simply talking the talk, but rather, You call and equip us to walk the walk.  Please forgive us for the times that our words and our walk are at war.  Teach us to trust You and Your Spirit in us, to align our words and our walk with Your will.  Thank You that You sent Your Son so that we would all gain access to Your Spirit, whom You sent not merely to be among us, but rather to dwell in each of us who believe.  May our walk and our talk be aligned with Yours so that our gentle and loving spirit might lead the lost into eternity with You.  Amen.

© Shannon Elizabeth Moreno and Revelations in Writing, May 2011 – present