tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-84094849001024427502024-03-13T14:28:56.857-07:00Jordan Hageman: Living WordsMainly a place to put my attempt at poetry...and a few other things.Jordanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15115309834142224411noreply@blogger.comBlogger64125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8409484900102442750.post-12079324271442483822024-01-26T10:37:00.000-08:002024-01-26T10:37:02.049-08:00NEW WEBSITE<p><br /></p><p>Thanks for joining me here at Blogger.</p><p>I have moved all my content to my new website</p><p><a href="http://www.jordanhageman.com">www.jordanhageman.com</a></p><p>If you are already a subscriber...you've moved with me and there is nothing to do.</p><p>I also have a <a href="https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=61555561787847" target="_blank">new Facebook page</a> that I would love for you to follow!</p><p><br /></p><p>See you on the other side :)</p><p><br /></p><p>Jordan</p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Jordanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15115309834142224411noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8409484900102442750.post-67896209138262843432023-09-20T10:15:00.008-07:002023-09-20T10:15:50.133-07:00desire<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8hcU7bPcFkgUaUq0E3fc49A4OimO7C0LJnplPl5bJtaosOMJ8oIpvXp6bG1312Kp8JrGsAr_eyGeHTy5yI2QM7rXfJqA1dASvececK85kvc81uWPe8yJwUx8uwaJSLDvZ02vW9Yn6uLMXWr5xGQLs40QFq8AkBKA3ho2zqlxNdNHU6J_-OMJ5U7DbFoXx/s1250/Desire.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1250" data-original-width="1250" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8hcU7bPcFkgUaUq0E3fc49A4OimO7C0LJnplPl5bJtaosOMJ8oIpvXp6bG1312Kp8JrGsAr_eyGeHTy5yI2QM7rXfJqA1dASvececK85kvc81uWPe8yJwUx8uwaJSLDvZ02vW9Yn6uLMXWr5xGQLs40QFq8AkBKA3ho2zqlxNdNHU6J_-OMJ5U7DbFoXx/s320/Desire.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigYRwfznae-6nQsVV4IWttcFzPi25sp_3k4-MQhRFB5xjhZFousChQSPIWrgE16T9XVRvSky3YoPjOmpLf_ed88Kx1lKd6SayYUK3uZMXoz7zIZynw4Izb-x8xMFb4OnXEnnCH5S3tmnXar3ewtk39dj0NvVQfhF9gERFHz7_4myd7HcK3cH7KdbCzhM0U/s1250/Desire2.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; 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text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinOjzMRyyItsY4flmX72DWV_zZrL5uvIijosrebrvmLX_GrT1kkpoirsmfDeNdy1QvOYChdzqHs8jJy9yr4_jsiwCcwK5hTKhHN3vh2e9iZKYBs_ghJS49vYQtVyoAaIKH8mP-k6us3Q23eRijxg7XAfOn4SdLXaoASu8YGnGQwYdOkTE3oD1jOF74ZfbM/s1250/Desire4.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1250" data-original-width="1250" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinOjzMRyyItsY4flmX72DWV_zZrL5uvIijosrebrvmLX_GrT1kkpoirsmfDeNdy1QvOYChdzqHs8jJy9yr4_jsiwCcwK5hTKhHN3vh2e9iZKYBs_ghJS49vYQtVyoAaIKH8mP-k6us3Q23eRijxg7XAfOn4SdLXaoASu8YGnGQwYdOkTE3oD1jOF74ZfbM/s320/Desire4.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="font-family: Cresta; font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;">What is my deepest desire?</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">The obvious answer is to know and be known</div><div style="text-align: left;">Yet I know I am known, and I know what I know</div><div style="text-align: left;">What I know will grow as well as the I that I know</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Perhaps it’s to rest and just let it all be</div><div style="text-align: left;">Yet the rest that I want is a rest I don’t need</div><div style="text-align: left;">For my restlessness drives the yearning in me</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">So, what is my deepest desire?</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">To be found and not lost; to wander to find</div><div style="text-align: left;">To be free and untethered;<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span><span style="white-space: pre;">be bound and intwined</span></div><div style="text-align: left;">To know and be sure; be curious and wonder</div><div style="text-align: left;">To stay and walk slow; to go and run faster</div><div style="text-align: left;">To trust in the wind; be anchored deep</div><div style="text-align: left;">To sail the uncharted; have a map guide my feet</div><div style="text-align: left;">Calm and at peace; burning with passion and fire</div><div style="text-align: left;">To be alive in the middle<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span><span style="white-space: pre;">is my deepest desire</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="white-space: pre;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><p class="p1" style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: left;">A part of the body; individually unique</p><p class="p1" style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: left;">Feasting at the table; fasting what I eat</p><p class="p1" style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: left;">Embracing community; silence and solitude</p><p class="p1" style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: left;">Child of a King; sacrificial servitude</p><p class="p1" style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: left;">Intimate with my spouse; connected to all</p><p class="p1" style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: left;">Winter to Spring; Summer to Fall</p><p class="p1" style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: left;">Crashing on shore; in the depths to retire</p><p class="p1" style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: left;">To be caught in the rhythm<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span>is my deepest desire<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></p><p class="p2" style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 46px; text-align: center;"><br /></p><p class="p1" style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: left;">To dance on a tightrope<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span>from which I can never fall</p><p class="p1" style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: left;">But the height pounds my heart<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span>and the dance takes my all</p><p class="p1" style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: left;">To be spent and poured out<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span>as a I lay down to sleep</p><p class="p1" style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: left;">But smile and sigh<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span>because the work was so sweet</p><p class="p1" style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: left;">Longing for heaven; planted on earth</p><p class="p1" style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: left;">Walking on water; hands in the dirt</p><p class="p1" style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: left;">Now and not yet; soaring and tired</p><p class="p1" style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: left;">To be in the flow of His grace<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span>is my deepest desire</p><p class="p1" style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: left;"><br /></p><p class="p1" style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: left;">©2023 Jordan Hageman</p></div></div></div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><p></p></div>Jordanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15115309834142224411noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8409484900102442750.post-67389910737240462262023-05-27T06:00:00.007-07:002023-05-27T06:00:00.130-07:002 years<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIjC3Rp-3iQRcIytUYQZjuLpONhwtoI7Wgw2ttLQ1ZpYiKxaLxeiYwNv9qWlfysRKNyJRwah5gQo-ZfEor-owoQCgDLP_Sw_mvDnyGFWVUVlvV96C-Fdh7rAqcbi19XuMn1tTt_o_CyRXBaubHhF4UkMrlTrTgziFJBeFcbIDYE5bL1NtSpEGVAG50qA/s1250/2Years.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1250" data-original-width="1250" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIjC3Rp-3iQRcIytUYQZjuLpONhwtoI7Wgw2ttLQ1ZpYiKxaLxeiYwNv9qWlfysRKNyJRwah5gQo-ZfEor-owoQCgDLP_Sw_mvDnyGFWVUVlvV96C-Fdh7rAqcbi19XuMn1tTt_o_CyRXBaubHhF4UkMrlTrTgziFJBeFcbIDYE5bL1NtSpEGVAG50qA/s320/2Years.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Time gone in a blink</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Long enough to heal</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Not long enough to think</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">You won't walk through the door</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">With a grin and a hug</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">An extended trip done</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">So many stories </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">You would have told</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">More memories</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">For us to hold</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">But our memories are two years empty</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Yours are two thousand full</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">And one day we'll know</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">©2023 Jordan Hageman</div><p></p>Jordanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15115309834142224411noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8409484900102442750.post-37396033261930427682023-05-12T07:00:00.002-07:002023-05-26T13:01:44.631-07:00prayer<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjt0saxtmViZAwF89z3usMD33BV4WaFz9cWaa0gYhJn_R38Bwt5EPskKftcQ-pZHCE7Zat1wAFNJwfnTA28u8xCTT83z0SJCazFQ6YZXjOB9VIo4rHvfWK9Tii78Ewq8xslhimLA0a3OCyh1ATt_DbDcZUFiXpx0GpKRv2ymW9-2MD5eQUGKf-DheCC1A/s1250/prayer.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1250" data-original-width="1250" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjt0saxtmViZAwF89z3usMD33BV4WaFz9cWaa0gYhJn_R38Bwt5EPskKftcQ-pZHCE7Zat1wAFNJwfnTA28u8xCTT83z0SJCazFQ6YZXjOB9VIo4rHvfWK9Tii78Ewq8xslhimLA0a3OCyh1ATt_DbDcZUFiXpx0GpKRv2ymW9-2MD5eQUGKf-DheCC1A/s320/prayer.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />when my tongue is released<p></p><p>but I'm fully exposed</p><p>for the shadows are brought into the light</p><p>the words that spill forth</p><p>from the depths of my soul</p><p>are what's left when I've fought a good fight:</p><p><i>my heart is not proud, my eyes are cast down</i></p><p><i>I want nothing but your love for me</i></p><p><i>I am but a child on the lap of my dad</i></p><p><i>content to let go and be</i></p>Jordanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15115309834142224411noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8409484900102442750.post-20656622030707055862023-05-05T07:00:00.005-07:002023-05-26T13:02:23.852-07:00solitude<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmT5RTjvyd8uRtHHHxwN_1Eqh2YpVrX5XRJ4q5B85kUBGuSNtdyjGDx4KzXZuc3NV6_fF_ZGmxMj8bWa4RfDo4Q77jLOnLzJuDQF-4j8LcB9wirEZdjCwmCgGUg1JO_zrERiuJ24XlSa2AWw6VV04n2H-VpFaA9kFLsb_z0raKe3a1r1Fr4OCx5aDT1g/s1250/solitude.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1250" data-original-width="1250" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmT5RTjvyd8uRtHHHxwN_1Eqh2YpVrX5XRJ4q5B85kUBGuSNtdyjGDx4KzXZuc3NV6_fF_ZGmxMj8bWa4RfDo4Q77jLOnLzJuDQF-4j8LcB9wirEZdjCwmCgGUg1JO_zrERiuJ24XlSa2AWw6VV04n2H-VpFaA9kFLsb_z0raKe3a1r1Fr4OCx5aDT1g/s320/solitude.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />the sound of solitude<p></p><p>is the loudest of them all</p><p>it's the noise of inner demons</p><p>clamoring, demanding, clinging, grasping</p><p>in solitude I wrestle</p><p>to face them or to fall</p><p>and find God in the battle</p><p>silencing, giving, holding, releasing</p>Jordanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15115309834142224411noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8409484900102442750.post-29389711213694922032023-05-02T18:34:00.003-07:002023-05-02T18:35:40.099-07:00Double Vision<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkhTbvBaG0FWqQ83Z_EXUinhwkRIT2wAkU4JBGLG2AaLN5ZqjZ5mD98TZVnCi3rIi8pWemEwIulQlTIU5dWXSsK0BVV3NWt5Mvi-mFk-Zpetpxik5aqmSmSQC1G-JzmWnrTm2joKWspPKc5PEua2Ji1Qx6HxLjERL7gE8F7iZr5sJ15SRru1hfXqGaAw/s1250/silence.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1250" data-original-width="1250" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkhTbvBaG0FWqQ83Z_EXUinhwkRIT2wAkU4JBGLG2AaLN5ZqjZ5mD98TZVnCi3rIi8pWemEwIulQlTIU5dWXSsK0BVV3NWt5Mvi-mFk-Zpetpxik5aqmSmSQC1G-JzmWnrTm2joKWspPKc5PEua2Ji1Qx6HxLjERL7gE8F7iZr5sJ15SRru1hfXqGaAw/s320/silence.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />may I hold my tongue<p></p><p>and release control</p><p>of being right, and heard, and known</p><p>may the way this goes</p><p>be caught up in the</p><p>river where amazing grace flows</p><p>may my own attempts</p><p>to be transformed</p><p>die with my lack of words</p><p>may your work begin</p><p>when I abandon all</p><p>I tried to build with selfish verbs</p>Jordanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15115309834142224411noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8409484900102442750.post-77678468491391958162023-03-12T04:42:00.004-07:002023-05-26T13:02:59.027-07:00Hard is Good<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcOSCi3wm_KZGWU3GV4jxaFOyZZxhGLLkHxG8muRNKlqO6dYww1qZ53Wi55loA1d-DnUhTA4YjjT4ukItBmC0amME6S52ag-ryq46nnQst2I0K67nFzqr3fNKRSdchhBRROJx_pltnrn2uQ5LZWgKmqjSCwYCNd0KCP714X1e-O8LqVLi-_bCi-ESVMA/s1250/HardisGood.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1250" data-original-width="1250" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcOSCi3wm_KZGWU3GV4jxaFOyZZxhGLLkHxG8muRNKlqO6dYww1qZ53Wi55loA1d-DnUhTA4YjjT4ukItBmC0amME6S52ag-ryq46nnQst2I0K67nFzqr3fNKRSdchhBRROJx_pltnrn2uQ5LZWgKmqjSCwYCNd0KCP714X1e-O8LqVLi-_bCi-ESVMA/s320/HardisGood.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2pLxCwzOxVfSo_cuxMMGgid--of-M80JXMiQ7UBO5pqBC1hKQ9Al5pKcE14RXW8cAEai_gfLnhjNQWmROXZD1KXMblAbf16qtfVe8aq5ABO1TtPvFp1cBcBIH9vR7Wt7HmiFbPOC_oSg0jAJRvIhfJYoeeKmqwK6StP1NezAYqf9fdwQ72LW4vztyPA/s1250/HardisGood2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1250" data-original-width="1250" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2pLxCwzOxVfSo_cuxMMGgid--of-M80JXMiQ7UBO5pqBC1hKQ9Al5pKcE14RXW8cAEai_gfLnhjNQWmROXZD1KXMblAbf16qtfVe8aq5ABO1TtPvFp1cBcBIH9vR7Wt7HmiFbPOC_oSg0jAJRvIhfJYoeeKmqwK6StP1NezAYqf9fdwQ72LW4vztyPA/s320/HardisGood2.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><br />The work of a laborer building<p></p><p>The pastor on his knees in prayer</p><p>The parent courageously shepherding</p><p>Life entrusted in their care</p><p><br /></p><p>The doctor & nurse attending sick after sick</p><p>The lawman justice seeks</p><p>The student diligently learning</p><p>The prophet obediently speaks</p><p><br /></p><p>Morning removal from warm-soaked sheets</p><p>Bleary-eyed reading His word</p><p>Filling a heart with His truth & desire</p><p>Arming to face the world</p><p><br /></p><p>Working out salvation with trembling & fear</p><p>Running a race to win</p><p>Laying down self, picking up a cross</p><p>Spirit renewing the (wo)man within</p><p><br /></p><p>A sin confessed on open lips</p><p>Cracking stone away from heart</p><p>Forgiveness and grace found once more</p><p>"It is finished" was just the start</p><p><br /></p><p>©2023 Jordan Hageman</p>Jordanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15115309834142224411noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8409484900102442750.post-30232517488059901712023-03-03T12:27:00.005-08:002023-05-26T13:03:20.637-07:00Miracles<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDe4Mtgg4keYRRx_UxB_uF7PbjgR4ogJKJ5wGMCY8s3Cy-0dvsFenPA4CqpAr8rLAmtygRSCmM21C1ZPLfwEXwjnS2rD0UEehlx-tsqIzNyligSRUFh-t2RL9EqAlPVkn2bPHpEMa6ANhNvKgsBTXnUZsn-AyukR_iWt61kBbzhDJp5hJKHNYKZatXyQ/s1250/Miracles.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1250" data-original-width="1250" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDe4Mtgg4keYRRx_UxB_uF7PbjgR4ogJKJ5wGMCY8s3Cy-0dvsFenPA4CqpAr8rLAmtygRSCmM21C1ZPLfwEXwjnS2rD0UEehlx-tsqIzNyligSRUFh-t2RL9EqAlPVkn2bPHpEMa6ANhNvKgsBTXnUZsn-AyukR_iWt61kBbzhDJp5hJKHNYKZatXyQ/s320/Miracles.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />A snowy night, a sticky kiss<p></p><p>A cuddle on the couch</p><p>A belly laugh, a bubble bath</p><p>A giggle from a grouch</p><p><br /></p><p>A savory meal, a cup of tea</p><p>A Scrabble game I won</p><p>A cozy sweater, a witty book</p><p>A night of making love</p><p><br /></p><p>Heaven comes in simple forms</p><p>Don't miss it for distraction</p><p>Being present & alive will find </p><p>His miracles in action</p><p><br /></p><p>©2023 Jordan Hageman</p>Jordanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15115309834142224411noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8409484900102442750.post-78798302440405701432023-02-04T06:37:00.002-08:002023-05-26T13:03:49.383-07:00Black & Light<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3zduG9ix7C3LzUcOwOAgSCSoyF-Xyb3qwjCVa2SX_BuMh0zXGEMfeiTZhA4XkQaxDzeFyeHCzybeRlZlu90OVpC72DPTbaHQ-FShVxepcsSXu3vGqrTgdr1xbb8fP20mgF780RLVpDgBAtgDUL8298GDNcNdvGiygnEKcYiffwy_GRUyCCzsoR55rOA/s1250/Black_Light.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1250" data-original-width="1250" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3zduG9ix7C3LzUcOwOAgSCSoyF-Xyb3qwjCVa2SX_BuMh0zXGEMfeiTZhA4XkQaxDzeFyeHCzybeRlZlu90OVpC72DPTbaHQ-FShVxepcsSXu3vGqrTgdr1xbb8fP20mgF780RLVpDgBAtgDUL8298GDNcNdvGiygnEKcYiffwy_GRUyCCzsoR55rOA/s320/Black_Light.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj64miqkkzOQq2bvHxLDFIq4p4xnTTdMbPCM9Rcvmjq8GLveP1BpnHb1-ecJkgaK7vXVASYCtmsasUjAO1-oZOXjfNY_GYyVqFijqTaOahn2mnLotF-Cp23cNh7dZOty9GcIhBPreyDqqdegGHVUYVZAm00NaTUXW4O1a6uX5xwXNynEllGXbVqGNIihg/s1250/Black_Light2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1250" data-original-width="1250" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj64miqkkzOQq2bvHxLDFIq4p4xnTTdMbPCM9Rcvmjq8GLveP1BpnHb1-ecJkgaK7vXVASYCtmsasUjAO1-oZOXjfNY_GYyVqFijqTaOahn2mnLotF-Cp23cNh7dZOty9GcIhBPreyDqqdegGHVUYVZAm00NaTUXW4O1a6uX5xwXNynEllGXbVqGNIihg/s320/Black_Light2.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />I want to write of joy & blessing</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Instead my pen bleeds pain</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I want to sing a hallelujah</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">But lament is raised again</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I want to rest beside still waters</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Yet waves come crashing in</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I want to whisper, 'Thank you, Lord'</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Not shout, 'How great my sin'</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">You take my heart, open my eyes</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Suddenly I see</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Pain is joy & blessing</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Lament means I am free</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Waves that crash don't let me drown</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">But draw me deeper in</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">And my shout of help is answered with</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Forgiveness for my sin</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">©2023 Jordan Hageman</div><p></p>Jordanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15115309834142224411noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8409484900102442750.post-65934829816611398332023-01-09T13:30:00.003-08:002023-05-26T13:04:15.872-07:00New <div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHp6RfTdlJYYejVVvek7MjHLRGn6tYDQp3kbWerUQnUg4x3LUjzdWho91X6fZ4wKNycOuWC7UDyQ4_kiOqVNU4-NiHBTZc48qVPcnOvqnM1jI2cft-deS0OLtfWwoapFCMfKTzw5PMA8VolWooN4l_DgfWXX-ZNtc7nFcgp4YWR84ZwmcTmSxRBYaFuA/s1667/JarofClay.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1667" data-original-width="1250" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHp6RfTdlJYYejVVvek7MjHLRGn6tYDQp3kbWerUQnUg4x3LUjzdWho91X6fZ4wKNycOuWC7UDyQ4_kiOqVNU4-NiHBTZc48qVPcnOvqnM1jI2cft-deS0OLtfWwoapFCMfKTzw5PMA8VolWooN4l_DgfWXX-ZNtc7nFcgp4YWR84ZwmcTmSxRBYaFuA/s320/JarofClay.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><br />Silent, quiet<p></p><p>Tired, weary</p><p>Scripture reading</p><p>Soul is heavy</p><p>Time for prayer</p><p>Words escaping</p><p>Fasting, hangry</p><p>Courage fading</p><p>Things to do</p><p>No breath in them</p><p>Spirit fill me</p><p>Once again</p><p>No joy or dancing</p><p>Sorrow wept</p><p>Truth in mourning</p><p>Grace is slept</p><p>Trusting you</p><p>To find a way</p><p>To make ever holy</p><p>This jar of clay</p><p><br /></p>Jordanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15115309834142224411noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8409484900102442750.post-84315095224168233492022-10-07T05:54:00.013-07:002023-05-26T13:05:07.157-07:00For Keeps<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1218" data-original-width="1244" height="313" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEin8yIFZmkzXuFOdsVa5CamonlkAmIW3mQcRiIpxAs_jALl7mBwVFk3vebm1W3RPX6Jtvri7eqMUjsCRaCv9wAifiIDdtmS8tWH3LnTcpjeLyT5GANJtAQyKU1FteqPUpgnv8Zu3MHOht65uPBvbaRMKGGu9iEHogBaoWssVlBCtHbtbu_nTccHp6CK3A/s320/ForKeeps2.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />What's on the other side?<p></p><p>A beautiful river meets the light</p><p>Praises never cease</p><p>Dawn always pierces the night</p><p><br /></p><p>What's through the gossamer veil?</p><p>A battle waging to no avail</p><p>For the cross said the final word</p><p>And resurrection power prevails</p><p><br /></p><p>What's happening where I stand?</p><p>More than just what's at hand</p><p>Heaven merging with the earth</p><p>The kingdom in me surges forth</p><p>I speak aloud the gospel truth</p><p>I preach to me, I preach to you</p><p>I preach to angels to their delight</p><p>I preach to demons who quake with fright</p><p>The great preacher within me stands</p><p>And wins back ground for His command</p><p>Knees will bow, tongues will speak</p><p>And what's on that side</p><p>Stays on this side</p><p>For keeps</p>Jordanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15115309834142224411noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8409484900102442750.post-1055203253845571402022-09-09T06:00:00.002-07:002023-05-26T13:05:24.336-07:00A Beautiful Sorrow<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDEDI2f1fFEt6pdxxZQtTuOC834k6EwpKdCUbQkRjvc756EQSM-LzWTTC_Uom7dUh0zBSIFoqN3h5RPLX7qs3XBtzNlLo_-juDkLBmqnPcc_vGE6icXyrTsN4WXi5rrq_armZecTbb1wdrJupeOpsnSrZU3B0RQAZJ2N3y4lDGfB-t6LHNiuP1kHOPnA/s1244/Both.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1244" data-original-width="1235" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDEDI2f1fFEt6pdxxZQtTuOC834k6EwpKdCUbQkRjvc756EQSM-LzWTTC_Uom7dUh0zBSIFoqN3h5RPLX7qs3XBtzNlLo_-juDkLBmqnPcc_vGE6icXyrTsN4WXi5rrq_armZecTbb1wdrJupeOpsnSrZU3B0RQAZJ2N3y4lDGfB-t6LHNiuP1kHOPnA/s320/Both.jpg" width="318" /></a></div><br />What will it bring<p></p><p>The year come next</p><p>The gray horizon</p><p><br /></p><p>Joy or pain</p><p>Loss or gain</p><p>Both in some way</p>Jordanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15115309834142224411noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8409484900102442750.post-16693239174836047352022-07-22T05:43:00.004-07:002023-05-26T13:07:04.434-07:00The Cemetery<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHbSKqpp9xQPUCumYFLYtugf5wNEqES8B4NIID7s6HcaWU-F5LhsILLCXroS5wqxtlEQ-TiTGtm01vmCNsTuoVWy4usrkJlelDUOE33yF8PLYlvjZiKqufCprIZVVhDWeUG8boztAz_i-MK4escwQ-o48KiooE3dEwHxIP2Hs6wx-nWu_uxrEWSR7UlA/s1246/TheCemetery.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1245" data-original-width="1246" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHbSKqpp9xQPUCumYFLYtugf5wNEqES8B4NIID7s6HcaWU-F5LhsILLCXroS5wqxtlEQ-TiTGtm01vmCNsTuoVWy4usrkJlelDUOE33yF8PLYlvjZiKqufCprIZVVhDWeUG8boztAz_i-MK4escwQ-o48KiooE3dEwHxIP2Hs6wx-nWu_uxrEWSR7UlA/s320/TheCemetery.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />A pond and trees<p></p><p>The dead with me</p><p>The sun and wind</p><p>The clouds my friends</p><p>The birds, the hum</p><p>Of traffic passing</p><p>Trying to find </p><p>Silence and Still</p><p>To listen to the</p><p>Only voice that matters</p>Jordanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15115309834142224411noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8409484900102442750.post-77630479619759361372022-07-15T17:39:00.006-07:002023-05-26T13:08:23.481-07:00True love<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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