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It is the incredible "Once in a Blue Moon First Spiritual Thursday" today!

Today, try to find a verse or passage, a snippet of something that mentions the moon.  Then write to it.  How does it apply to your life?  How does it affect you?  Has it ever helped you?
If you don't have a passage, that's okay, too; I'm sure you still have some thoughts and connections to that awesome moon!

Yesterday was the convergence of many moon happenings.  First we had the second full moon of January, so it was a Blue Moon.  Then it was also the closest it comes to the earth all month, so it was a Supermoon.   And there was a total lunar eclipse revealing to many the Blood Moon (due to the red color of the moon during the eclipse).

I am so excited to read what others have come up with today.  I'm hoping it is as exciting to you.  Did you see the eclipse?  Here in Maine it is not a very clear event, and it was early yesterday morning.  I awoke at 4:45 am (which I have been…

In February, a group is doing a poem a day (or as many as we can fit in or feel inspired to write), sponsored by Laura Shovan in celebration of her birthday/birth month.  She has done this for a number of years now, and this will be the first time I've participated.

I am hoping that I can keep up with the "task", as I have also been reading some inspirational books, and taken up a manuscript that I put down a couple of years ago.  There's not a poem to be found in it (yet.).  But recently, since reading parts of the books, the story has been flowing through me again, and I'm trying not to stop it.  I have just over 7000 words with perhaps a couple thousand more to go.  I've read it to my husband and son, and they liked it.  But then again, they like me and wouldn't want to make me cry.  I'm thinking of reading it to a group of fifth graders as it's probably good for grades 3-5.  Any suggestions as to how to get a decent "reading&q…

Today's Found Poem is in James 1: 19-26



Let man be swift to hear, slow to speak; Doers of the word shall be blessed. If any man bridleth not his tongue but deceiveth, this religion  is vain.
by Donna JT Smith, 1/20/2018

Found poem from KJV is from Isaiah 55 today.


Joy and Peace

As rain and
snow from heaven
so shall my word accomplish
and prosper whereto I sent it;
go out with joy,
led with peace.
Mountains, hills,
and all the trees
shall be an
everlasting sign.

by Donna JT Smith
Isaiah 55: 10-13

10For as the rain cometh down, and the snow from heaven, and returneth not thither, but watereth the earth, and maketh it bring forth and bud, that it may give seed to the sower, and bread to the eater:
11So shall my word be that goeth forth out of my mouth: it shall not return unto me void, but it shall accomplish that which I please, and it shall prosper in the thing whereto I sent it.
12For ye shall go out with joy, and be led forth with peace: the mountains and the hills shall break forth before you into singing, and all the trees of the field shall clap their hands.
13Instead of the thorn shall come up the fir tree, and instead of the brier shall come up the myrtle tree: and it shall be to …

I had taken a couple pictures on Sunday of some gorgeous frost on the window at church.  And I MEAN gorgeous!
See!!
On Monday, I spent time composing a frosty poem about it and was going to get this post ready for Friday by copying it here.  I opened the page up to paste the poem in, and I typed the title "Frost on the Pane".  Then all sorts of stuff broke loose.  Frost on the PAIN came into my head... an ice pack... what kind of pain?  Would an ice pack work for all kinds of pain?  What would you use for a different kind of pain/pane?  This emerged.  There is a pattern here.  Each stanza has 10 words; the last stanza is found words from the first four stanzas.   I think I will name it.  How about Five and Tensome?  That would only be funny to someone who was around for the Five and Tens...(variety stores before Walmart, Zayres)
And that is how a poem can grow sometimes.  Like frost on a window pane.  It can start as something else entirely and then a little thing happens an…

Today's poem is found in Luke 12:22-31 KJV   Words are in order as found, and keep the essence of the Word.  Creativity is restricted to the choice of words retained.


Seek 

life is more
     than meat,
body more 
     than raiment.
O, seek not things
     of the world;
seek God,
     all shall be added.

by Donna JT Smith, Luke 12:22-31 KJV

Here is the portion of Luke 12 from which it has been gleaned:

22 And he said unto his disciples, Therefore I say unto you, Take no thought for your life, what ye shall eat; neither for the body, what ye shall put on.
23 And which of you with taking thought can add to his stature one cubit? The life is more than meat, and the body is more than raiment.
24 And which of you with taking thought can add to his stature one cubit? Consider the ravens: for they neither sow nor reap; which neither have storehouse nor barn; and God feedeth them: how much more are ye better than the fowls?
25 And which of you with taking thought can add to his stature one cubi…

Yesterday, and a few other days I talked about my new OLW: Flourish, so I am not going to do it again here! These are the links if you are searching for people's 2018 Word!

New One Little Word?
Found Poem from KJV
Spiritual First Thursday - Tah-Dah 
There was a lot of strong wind last night, and blowing snow recirculated itself after it stopped emanating from the sky... it re-emanated, re-animated through the blustery winds.  It was a great night to be inside with power!

As I lay in bed, the slightly ajar bedroom door (not closed because then the cat would be insulted and try to work his way in through the edge with his claws), a draft kept moving the door and making it creak.  I could feel the cold air on my face.  Nothing was open, but on nights like these, the wind is bound and determined to find a way in some little crack or knothole that isn't visible and doesn't allow air in at other times.



Draft
A draft arrived through Squeaky door Then swooshed around My bedroom floor…

It is the first Thursday of the month, and so it is Spiritual Thursday!  Which means we have a topic and a host.  Today's topic is our 2018 Word for the Year, and Margaret Simon is hosting today.  She has written a beautiful description of our reason and method for being selected by a word.


A few weeks ago, my word found me.  Flou-rish, flourish.  When I first read it at Starbucks, I saw it as "flour-ish" (which, looking back, is kind of appropriate, too, if you think of "flower-ish"!  A flower is a fancy decoration, and it grows when nourished).

This "flourish" was imprinted on an ornament at Starbucks, and it fairly slapped me in the face...with a flourish, of course.  I tried to ignore it.  Walked past it to get my Latte Macchiato Venti, and bumped into it again at the register.  Sat down.  Thoughts crept into my head.  Should I get the ornament?  No.  You have enough ornaments, and besides that is like a fancy, shmancy, word for something superfl…