God is at the Yard Sale

God is at the yard sale.

In the piles of junk, God waits. In the people so excited to find that special thing, those canning jars, fishing tackle, car parts, musical instruments, God stirs.

God breathes in those who know, “All right, it’s time. Time for this, that, this and that to go. It’s no use to me anymore. It’s junk but maybe someone else can use it.”

God is in the relief they feel when someone buys up their old stuff. God is in the coins and bills exchanged. God is in the joy of having money to save or spend, and having a clean basement, closet or garage.

God is in the people who go home ecstatic, the kids with their new old stuffed animals, The mothers with their purses and skirts, crock pots and someone else’s nana’s china. The bachelors with their motorcycle helmets and tool boxes. The fathers with their swing sets, slides, play houses, breathing a sigh of relief, “Thank God it’s in good condition!” Realizing they got a bargain and they’re grateful for it, even though they tell you only women are bargain hunters.

God is at the yard sale. Within the stereotypes, within the piles of junk, inside the bargain hunters, and right there guiding the people who decide what to sell. God is there. At the yard sale and beyond, before, and after.

So the next time you visit a yard sale, and you will, you know, remember: God is in the people passing on their things. God is in the things themselves, that like their former owners, are getting a clean slate today. And God is in you, yes, even at a yard sale.


Be careful
Invest wisely
Don’t invest at all
Play the lottery
Or don’t
Because no matter what

It’s bad, it’s doomed
The final word is gloom!

Pay your debts
Or create more
Get another job
Or don’t, after all, there are none left
Because no matter what

It’s bad, it’s doomed
The final word is gloom!

They say it’s flat
I say it’s round
They say it’s recession
I call it opportunity
They analyze what could help us
I turn within
Because no matter what

The bad, the doom,
The final word of gloom?

It’s just THEIR word!
For I have heard
A still, small voice
That says, “Your choice!

The Truth within?
Or hopeless spin?
Expanding Life?
Or toil and strife?

The depths of peace?
Or desperate pleas?
You choose The One
Or think there’s none.

For I am here
To free and clear
The path that winds
Within your mind.

I give you Light
Thru day and night!
But you must take
And let it make
In what you see!

For Good is yours…

Sing for the Sweet Sweet Beauty of Love

Originally posted on booknvolume:

Sing for the Sweet Sweet Beauty of Love

Sing for the Sweet Sweet Beauty of Love,
Sing as the Lark’s Song Rising Above,
Sing in the Night when the Shadows Roar,
Sing in the Daytide’s Streaming colour,
Sing when Hate and Vice Hammer Down,
Sing when No one Else is Around,
Sing for the Sweet Sweet Beauty of Love,
Sing in Gentle Grace like the Mourning Dove,
Sing in Passion with Fire’s Ablaze,
Sing Endlessly, O Sing for Days!
Sing in Joy when the Heart is Sad,
Sing in Laughter when You cannot be Glad,
Sing Sing for the Sweet Sweet Beauty of Love,
Sing when there is Nothing at all to Sing Of!

Beautiful Original Artwork by: Nadia Strelkina

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Presence Within

Instrument: Kieran – concert Flea ukulele

Your Presence within each creation
Is the blessing.

In each manifestation,
You abide.

You take care of Your own,
Of Your own accord,
In Your own time,
By Your own means.

The limited mind cannot know Your ways.
But by Your Power,
We rise to Christ Mind!

Here we know
We are one
In Essence “atonement,”

Oh that we can be aware of this oneness,
Live in it,
Act within it,
Speak from it,
Know because of it,
More of the time we are here on Your Earth!

For as one,
In You,
We live
And move
And have our very being!

Without You we are nothing.
But because of You,
We are beloved!

For this we give You thanks
And bless Your Presence within us!
And so it is!

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Presence Within Mp3

Rhythm and Rhyme

Rhythm and rhyme are truly sublime.
But you do not know just what makes them so?

I tell you the truth: the heart that’s in you
Is beating all day to music God plays.

And every night God’s thoughts from the Light
Expand in your mind till gently in time…

You know the song and start singing along!
The music of love is yours to live from!

Your heart beats pure, and its rhythm is sure
By God’s design, his rhythm, and rhyme!