Category Archives: Poetry

Here for a While

Posted on December 27, 2024 by Esther Hizsa

So many wondersI treasure in my heart.My soul magnifies the Lord.He has scattered the proud and lifted up the lowly!I still find it hard to believeI was chosen to give birth to God-With-Us.The wonder of wonders I wake up to … Continue reading →

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Advent 4: The Star Appears

Posted on December 20, 2024 by Esther Hizsa

Blessed are you,agreeing to stand still long enoughto let your eyes adjust to the darknessuntil the starlight begins to appear,the dawning of God’s promises.–Kate Bowler, A Blessing for Open Arms Be still, my friend, and breathe with me.Let us open … Continue reading →

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Advent 3: God Incarnate

Posted on December 13, 2024 by Esther Hizsa

Saturday morning, I stirred the pot on the stoveand noticed the contents were too watery.I felt churning in my stomachand butterflies in my chest.Translation:If this doesn’t work outI can’t handle it. This is what puts me over the edge?Date squares … Continue reading →

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Advent 2: The Meeting Place

Posted on December 7, 2024 by Esther Hizsa

Blessed are you …Telling the truth about where you are…Because this is precisely the placewhere God will meet you.–Kate Bowler, A Blessing for Telling the Truth All shall be well.God is always with us.There is nothing to fear. I know … Continue reading →

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Advent 1: Your Yes

Posted on November 29, 2024 by Esther Hizsa

The angel went to her and said, “Greetings, you who are highly favoured! The Lord is with you.”–Luke 1:28 (NIV) You come to us,as you did to Maryand ask if we will bear Christ already seeded in us. Like Mary, we don’t … Continue reading →

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This Long Night

Posted on November 22, 2024 by Esther Hizsa

And if the morning never comes,I’ll be here for whatever does.–Paul Zach, If the Morning Never Comes I keep hoping. Of course, I do. Who wouldn’t want to be seen, heard and lovedby the ones born to do that? And … Continue reading →

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My Last Coins

Posted on November 16, 2024 by Esther Hizsa

I hold back, make myself small. Maybe no one will notice, no one will hear the clink of my measly offering. A part of me scoffs,“Why bother?It won’t make a difference to the church.Why not have one last meal?” I finger the coins in … Continue reading →

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The Patience to Wait

Posted on November 9, 2024 by Esther Hizsa

Do you have the patience to waittill your mud settles and the water is clear?Can you remain unmovingtill the right action arises by itself?― Lao tzu, Chinese philopsopher, 6th century BC El-roi, the God who sees me sees me trying … Continue reading →

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Here Now

Posted on November 2, 2024 by Esther Hizsa

Between my father’s passingand the spreading of his ashes,my mother whispered to her husband,“I miss you.”I hear in her words how much he loved herand she, him. I think about my father with us nowas promised in scripture.In God, we live … Continue reading →

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The Penny Drops

Posted on October 25, 2024 by Esther Hizsa

The penny drops,and enlightenmentis eclipsedby the realization thatwhat had to be pointed out to mewas obvious to everyone else. Wonder hardly got a foot in the doorbefore embarrassmentshoved past her. Still, I’m glad I see nowwhat I couldn’t see then.It … Continue reading →