God of the all and the nothing
the making and unmade at the same time
the span of the universe and the seed
You believe in me and I must believe in You
the wheel turns, the fire burns
Allelujah, Allelujah
Talitha Fraser
Category: theopoetics
I poke and prod
prod and poke
inside and out
my blemishes and wounds
scarred recovery and discovery
of what is yet untouched.
The markers of pain are the
milestones of my journey to wholeness
it is in my breaking I am made.
Talitha Fraser
A light comes into the world.
A life comes into the world.
And the world cannot
extinguish it.
You are faithful
beyond an expectation.
You can still surprise me
and make me laugh.
Reveal things of extraordinary beauty
and terrible emptiness.
Having both helps us to appreciate
the beauty more.
You in the hard spaces – yes
and the mundane and inane too.
I am so grateful for You.
Talitha Fraser
I want to dream
I want to dream together
I want to dream together and for your vision plus my vision
to surpass anything either could imagine on our own
I want to use my gifts to serve your vision, and
for you to do the same for me
I want the dream to be organic and to change
as you and I change
I want the dream to look different in different kinds of light
– sunlight, moonlight…
and seasons
– spring, autumn…
and places… Moe, Sunshine, Wallan, …here in Footscray
I want to talk about the dream as we walk along, pick fruit, share a meal together
I want to know the intimacy of shared thoughts with you
common and sacred at the same time
I want a dream that in its dreaming makes me smile in my sleep and
hold hope for a whole world through the day
I want a dream that needs a roll of butchers paper, five colours of post it notes and
four coloured marker pens to explain and still doesn’t really capture its soul
I want to dream together with you
I want to dream together
I want to dream
God
all that I am
anything that I am
is what you made me to be
as much as I am broken,
I am made
as much as I am fallen,
I am raised
as much as I am wounded,
I am restored
as much as I am consumed,
I am made whole
I am drawn towards You, Creator Spirit
the seasons and the cycles
of transformation that are the
source of such wonder and dread
my doing and my undoing
are in You
Talitha Fraser
Dance fears,
dance anger,
dance failure,
dance sorrow.
Lead, and I
will follow
the steps that will
lead me to You.
Talitha Fraser
My way is all trust and love
– St Therese of Lisieux
The river water
runs high and fast.
Unknown depths,
cloudy murk obscuring
what is usually
so clear.
The season
is changing.
The high tide
lifts debris that has
been stuck since the last
spring storms
and carries it away.
In the run-off and rain
new biodiversity are
introduced, seeds from
places never seen here
downstream.
The land alters under
the authority of this new flow
the landscape – forever changed.
Not better, not worse, but new.
Talitha Fraser
Hey God,
We’re not down, we’re not out, but we’re hurting.
This vulnerability sits like an open wound and
every new hit jars it.
We breathe through it, lean into it,
listen for what the pain has to tell us.
Lend us quiet that allows us to hear
the harmonies of the universe that let
us know, even in this, as we are, we have
a place in the order of things.
Lend us space that allows us freedom
for those things that are tight to loosen,
those thoughts and events moving quickly
time to slow so that we can look and
see them clearly.
Lend us peace that allows us grace
to tell the difference between our internal
and external insecurities – our own and
also of those around us.
There is much that is unknown,
but You are not.
We are grateful for that.
Lead us. Teach us. Send us.
Amen
Talitha Fraser
As courage falters
I turn to You.
I know better now
than to hope
for answers.
I hope merely
for company.
Talitha Fraser
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