A Force

The world wasn’t ready,
but that didn’t stop you!
Fifteen weeks early
YOU made your entrance.

Less than two pounds of humanity,
you burst forth with ease,
effortlessly entering the world.

It didn’t take long for the 
ease to turn too complicated.
But we heard them say,
“She’s a fighter!” and that you are.

Needles, machines, and meds,
PT, OT, and Green Tea,
Operations, procedures, surgeries,
Shunts, and seizures -
All the words that have been your life.

But warriors don’t quite,
And SHE warriors are unstoppable.

You are light, love, and laughter,
Chocolates, Pokemon, and anchovy pizza.
You are a wonder to behold,
A force no-one should reconned with.

You are Emery Rainbow Drops.
And Darling, you are a SHE warrior.

A Collective Sigh

A collective sigh

I stand in the doorway and listen.

It’s a sound that is both familiar and foreign.

We’ve been anticipating it’s arrival, 

but not with great expectation.

In our world these events come with little guarantee.

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The family of four around the corner,

celebrate with great delight!

Inviting the rest of us to join in their dance.

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But I’m listening for something else.

I’m listening for the collective sigh

that starts at the top of the tallest tree 

and trickles down to the parched earth.

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A sigh that says we can live a while longer.

A sigh that says there’s a future,

and new life waiting to burst forth.

Even the rocks and shingles relax in the knowing.

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Tonight the gentle rain brings relief.

It cleans the air and saturates the earth.

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I listen to the sound so familiar and foreign. 

It calls me to listen and dance –

with the three year old around the corner.

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It gives me hope that  in the months to ahead

It will be more familiar than foreign.

Who Told You You Were Naked?

a simple faith in a complicated world by jeannie Bruenning

And He said, “Who told you that you were naked? Genesis 3:11

In the beginning was a God, a man, and a woman. The two humans were secluded, protected, and cared for by their God. They had only to enjoy their lives. These three were in-sync. Best of all, Adam and Eve knew God’s voice, a voice of love, protection, and provision. And God knew theirs.

Enter a new voice. Up until this moment, there were no other voices. No outside influence – just these three. As the story goes, a serpent spoke to Eve. That in itself is weird and yet Eve doesn’t seem bothered by it. It’s a new voice, one that doesn’t to speak of love, protection, and acceptance. Instead, it speaks of achievement, lies, doubt, and fear. 

And now, there are two voices…

When the voice of Love calls once again for His two friends, they do not respond. When they finally answer, they use new words – afraid, blame, fear, nakedness. Then the voice of Love asks, “Who told you that you were naked?”

God didn’t care about the act, He didn’t care who did what first. His concern was simply – who are you choosing to listen to?

The same applies to us, “Who told YOU that you are naked?” 

Who told you that you are incapable? unacceptable? unwanted? stupid?

Who told you that you are ugly, fat, untalented, boring, unloveable?

Who told you that you are naked?

Is it possible that the real issue for Adam and Eve was who they chose to listen to? Who are you choosing to listen to? Who is telling you – you are naked?

There are many Faiths that speak with both voices. They tell of a God who loves and damns. They teach we can be forgiven but that we are also wretched sinners. They say God welcomes all but require certain ‘sins’ to be fixed to sit at their table. Love is always the filter in discerning a voice. 

As we know, where there is love there is no fear, judgement, or condemnation.

This is an excerpt from, A Simple Faith in a Complicated World, expected to release in Summer of 2022.

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The Lowly Farmer on the Hill

Jeannie Bruenning

Tonight I find myself the lowly farmer on the hill. I have the title because my youngest offspring loves to fill every crack and crevice of her life with things she can take care of. Couple this with her desire to travel and it is why – tonight, I find myself the lowly farmer on the hill.

My other-half (better-half is up for debate and incase you are wondering, I’m winning), he is laid up with the gout – oh god it’s the gout – and is currently not very useful. With wine in one hand and list in my head, I am well prepared for what is to come.

Rain is forecasted and the chick-lets need to be moved. Chick-lets are the newest arrivals that are now somewhere between cute little balls of fuzz and big fat hens. They currently live in a small caged area that won’t keep them dry, thus the relocation. One by one I grab the small feathered frenzy and gently carry them to new safety; transfer their water and food and secure the top to avoid any escape. There is so much to think about as the lowly farmer on the hill.

Now it’s time to feed the Girls. The hen house is a bit down the hill, there’s no rush tonight, so me and my half filled glass of wine enjoy the walk. Feathers, heads, beaks, and squawking greet me. I scoop and sprinkle food on the ground for them and they respond like a bunch of old ladies at the dessert end of a buffet. I leave their quaint dwelling, secure the door, and look over to see the goat and sheep, otherwise known as The Boys. 

Buddy and Shaun have been working diligently on clearing the hill. There is an entire side that we’ve yet to explore because of the underbrush. New areas are coming to light every week and these two are making it happen. I set my glass down and determine which of the hoses is designed to reach their water bucket. They watch me and make their way over as soon as the water fills. I turn to quench the thirst of the olive trees planted along the path. I’m pleased and surprised to see they are surviving.

We have a guest on the hill and I figure this lowly farmer should say hello. She too is a writer, so we sit and talk about writing, and being creative, and life and death, and growing older, and it is delightful. We make plans to do it again. We say goodbye, and my empty glass escorts this lowly farmer across the driveway, past the Fairy Hole, and back home. 

As I walk, the night lights have all illuminated. Their glow is a blanket of peace that hovers over us. It’s magical. It makes me wonder, how did I get so lucky to be the lowly farmer on the hill…

Big Plans

For I know the plans that I have for you,’ declares the Lord, ‘plans for prosperity and not for disaster, to give you a future and a hope. Jeremiah 29:11

God has plans

Somewhere along this journey called life, we learn to anticipate the bad. The phone rings un-expectantly and we answer, Everything OK? And when excluded from a meeting at work we think it’s because we are the agenda. We are always anticipating the other shoe falling. Why? Because when two bad things happen consecutively, there will be a third because, bad always comes in threes. 

We carry over this belief to God when we assume that bad things happen to us to teach us lessons. Jeremiah 29:11 says just the opposite. It says God is proclaiming that His plans for us are good and they offer us hope. 

Hope changes the trajectory of our lives. 

Hope carries us through even the darkest of times. In God’s world, the other shoe doesn’t fall and bad things don’t come in threes. Even better, those bad things in our lives aren’t coming to us from God. 

How do we know?

Because God promises His plans are filled with hope. Hope shines light in the darkness of our negativity. 

Faith has turned the idea of seeking God’s Will into a life long treasure hunt. But God isn’t a creepy old pirate. He is however, a loving God who has plans – big plans, little plans, audacious plans. Therefore, we can be certain they are hope-filled plans. Best of all, we don’t have to go looking – He brings them to us!

A conversation among friends

 She looked at me with eyes so filled with fear I thought someone had died. “What’s wrong?” I asked.

What am I supposed to do!” She closed her eyes, and shook her head ever so slowly.

“Do about what?” I inquired in my most concerned tone.

“I just don’t know what God wants for me.” Her eyes now filling with emotion and escaping down her cheek.

“Oh hon,” I reached over and took her hand. “It’s not this difficult.”

“But what am I supposed to be doing with my life?”

“Well – that you don’t have to go looking for – that’s simple.” Counting on my fingers like we were preschoolers, “One, love God. Two, love yourself. Three, love others.”

“It’s not that simple.” She said offendedly.

“Oh, but it is. And unless God sends you a certified letter that says differently, that is your job, and when you take that seriously, He’ll open so many doors your’ll never be without opportunities. Stop wasting time trying to figure it out. Do what He has already told you to do – cause He’s got a ton of plans for you just waiting to be delivered.”

This is an excerpt from, A Simple Faith in a Complicated World, expected to release in Summer of 2022.

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Planting Life

a simple faith in a complicated world by jeannie Bruenning
Do not be deceived, God is not mocked; for whatever a person sows, this he will also reap. Galatians 6:7

Science refers to it as Cause and Effect; for every action there is a reaction. The entire universe operates on the Law of Sowing and Reaping. Agriculture is the best example. Even the financial world invests with hopes of reaping great dividends. 

This law is an absolute, it is also the road map for our lives. We love to think that when we do good, good is going to return to us. But not as excited to think that we often also plant seeds of unpleasantness. 

Sowing the negative is not always intentional. It comes naturally to most of us. Why is it so easy to pass judgment on other’s when we are on the outside looking in? It is in those moments of quick judgement and criticism that we set a future course for our own lives. 

How often in the midst of our own unpleasant circumstances, are we reminded of a time where we lacked compassion for someone else walking a similar path. It’s like watching a rerun  except now we have been cast to play the role.

Is it even impossible to live a life completely void of judgement and criticism? Control such thoughts on our own is exhausting! When we apply it to our own lives, the Law of Sowing and Reaping becomes overwhelming.

But God always provides a safety net.  

It is called forgiveness. Forgiveness is one of the most powerful tool available to us. We complicate it with excuses; Why we shouldn’t offer it? Is it really deserved? Do you know what they did? 

Forgiveness comes with no expectations, no requirements. In fact, no one needs to hear us say it. Once spoken, these two little words change our circumstances and ourselves. 

“I forgive.”  

Forgiveness of others frees us to love, forgiveness of us ourselves frees us to live. 

A conversation among friends

“What did I do to deserve this?” he asked jokingly.

“If you think hard enough, I’m sure you can remember,” I said and we both laughed – and then a weird quiet took over.

“Did you remember?” I asked leaning into him. He nodded. 

“SAY THE WORDS!” I shouted much louder than intended. “Say the words and stop the crazies!” Closing his eyes, I read his lips, “I forgive.” 

“Who?”, I asked. “Who needs the forgiveness?”

“Me.” He said, “Forgive me for being so judgmental.” 

Like magic, the weird quiet exited and we both felt the world change. 

This is an excerpt from, A Simple Faith in a Complicated World, expected to release in Summer of 2022.

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