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A Look Inside Places of the Heart

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Leighton Ford’s latest book, Places of the Heart, has been released and is available for purchase. This book makes for a great Christmas gift!

Places of the Heart is Leighton Ford’s latest four-color book and features the author’s imaginative watercolor paintings, poetry, and reflections on a life formed, redeemed, empowered, and directed by God and for God’s glory. Each section has both a painting and a reflection that accompanies it.

Find out more and order at https://www.leightonfordministries.org/places-of-the-heart/

Places of the Heart Now Available

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Leighton Ford’s latest book, Places of the Heart, has been released and is available for purchase. This book makes for a great Christmas gift!

Places of the Heart is Leighton Ford’s latest four-color book and features the author’s imaginative watercolor paintings, poetry, and reflections on a life formed, redeemed, empowered, and directed by God and for God’s glory.

Find out more and order at https://www.leightonfordministries.org/places-of-the-heart/

Places of the Heart Released

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Leighton Ford’s latest book, Places of the Heart, has been released and is available for purchase.

Places of the Heart is Leighton Ford’s latest four-color book and features the author’s imaginative watercolor paintings, poetry, and reflections on a life formed, redeemed, empowered, and directed by God and for God’s glory.

Find out more and order at https://www.leightonfordministries.org/places-of-the-heart/

A Poem For Spring (Gerard Manley Hopkins)

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THE WORLD IS CHARGED WITH THE GRANDEUR OF GOD

The world is charged with the grandeur of God.
It will flame out, like shining from shook foil;
It gathers to a greatness, like the ooze of oil
Crushed. Why do men then now not reck his rod?
Generations have trod, have trod, have trod;
And all is seared with trade; bleared, smeared with toil;
And wears man’s smudge and shares man’s smell: the soil
Is bare now, nor can foot feel, being shod.

And for all this, nature is never spent;
There lives the dearest freshness deep down things;
And though the last lights off the black West went
Oh, morning, at the brown brink eastward, springs—
Because the Holy Ghost over the bent
World broods with warm breast and with ah! bright wings.

Gerard Manley Hopkins

The Bridge (A Poem By Mark Slaughter)

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Reflections from Leighton’s painting Ashness Bridge:

The Bridge…
A place of transition from one side to the other
Connecting the past to the future
Its solid stones arched, providing safe passage to the other side

For centuries, it has stood…
How many have crossed that bridge?
What were their stories?
Where had they been?
Where were they going?

Behind it – so many steps on the journey
Underneath it – a stream of sparking blue water rustling over rocks
Ahead of it – more steps on an unknown path,
A lake of still water to quiet my soul
And new faith adventures
and hills to climb for God’s Kingdom with the same Presence of God accompanying me as in the past.

The Bridge…
Thank you, God, for your faithfulness in years past.
Thank you, God, that I can trust Your faithfulness in the journey ahead!
It’s time to cross the bridge into another season –

Proclaiming the hope of Jesus Christ more broadly to this generation
And even more intentionally taking others with me…
Younger leaders, emerging evangelists
Mentoring, listening, preaching and serving together, growing together

A Bridge…
You have made me a bridge, an ambassador for Christ
Connecting broken people and a broken world with Jesus Christ
Bridging between generations, between ministries
for the sake of the gospel of Jesus Christ, who is….

THE Bridge
The One bridging heaven and earth
God’s judgment and His love
God’s holiness and His mercy
God’s redemption and a sin-filled world

Walk with me, O God, across The Bridge!

 

Mark Slaughter

A New Year’s Prayer (Leighton Ford)

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A PRAYER AT THE END

AND BEGINNING OF A YEAR

Lord, give me I pray:

A remembering heart for the things that have happened

An attentive heart to what I have learned

A forgiving heart for what has hurt

A grateful heart for what has blessed

A brave heart for what may be required

An open heart to all that may come

A trusting heart to go forth with You

A loving heart for You and all your creation

A longing heart for the reconciliation of all things.

A willing heart to say “Yes” to what You will.

Leighton Ford

Nativity (A Poem By Gerhard Frost)

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I visited my friend today.
He’s eighty-five,
and travels light,
a wise and wonderful man.

We spoke of many things,
small talk and big talk,
and when I rose to leave he said,
“Yes, for most of our comings and goings
maps are O.K.
but for the Big Trip
we still follow the Star”

Thanks to you, elder brother
wandering in my wilderness,
man of faith and vision.
You keep Christmas
in my heart.

Rev. Gerhard Frost