Psalm 151: a psalm of Katherine

What are you, o mountain?
     that you dare to rise up against this daughter
     of the LORD Most High?
Your power & height will be split like an atom
by God, the Creator of the Universe.
In the valley & from the peaks, I will bless His Name forever.
 
Where are you, o storm?
     You came with dark clouds 
     and raging winds
Then the Lord stretched forth His arm
to calm you to a sweet coastal breeze.
In the day & through the night, I will sing praises to the Lord.

Who are you, Shelob?
     With corruption & wickedness 
     you spin a web of debt.
Make haste to flee, 
for the LORD God is coming to flush you.
I will dance with Joy in the Presence of the King
                                                                   Selah

On You, I rest my hope Oh Lord!
Hope of marriage & family; 
Hope of provision & covering;
Hope of creativity & anointing for ministry.

In the company of friends,
I will testify of Your goodness & faithfulness;
I will tell of peace unexplainable 
and joy in the journey.

In solace, I rejoice to see You coming,
riding on the clouds with joy & victory.
I lift my hands in praise to You; 
and declare:
"I love You with my whole heart!"

I might've posted this before, or at least I have on fb, but the wind is so wild & woolly tonight that I can't help thinking about an old poem I wrote on another such windy night years ago...

The Wind

The Wind gusts outside my window tonight.
It seems furious & fearful
pushing against the glass
as I burrow beneath the covers.

Though the night is dark
The Wind is not a friend of the wicked;
It roars for the righteous.
Like Acts 4, The Wind trumpets the entrance of the Holy Ghost
Stirring the passion of saints.

For the child of God has received the breath of God
walking, running
breathing in deeply
the living breath of Yahweh
exhaling the life that is in the Son
exclaiming, "life forevermore!"

So I do not fear The Wind;
I welcome The Wind.
I turn my face to the North and South,
and cry "Come!"
Come surround, encircle me.
Go before me and behind me
As a shield of powerful anointing.

The Wind stirs the water;
It bears witness to the Blood.
It blows where it wishes,
and I hear the sound of it
this night.