Category Archives: Prayer

The Voices in the Wilderness

The Voices in the Wilderness

Pain, suffering, disappointment,
“I’m going through the wilderness,” he said.

Heartbreak, sorrow, disillusionment,
“I’m going through the desert,” he said.

The wilderness, the desert—empty places of ultimate solitude.
Can God be there?

When the wind blows it brings no comfort—
only so many varied voices pulling at the hearing. 

Where are the ravens that fed Elijah?
Or, the angels who baked him bread?
Where is the burning bush that Moses saw? 

When do rocks start gushing water?
When does mana from heaven fall?

What ears hear the cry of prayer that leaves the lips?
What eyes see the knees bruised by rock and sand?
Has God forgotten those in the barren places?

The wilderness, the desert when will this journey end?
Can any comfort possibly be found?
What joy can replenish the parched spirit, the thirsting soul?

Has he misjudged his plight?
Did he not perceive there could be purpose beyond his need?
Can those wind-born voices be discerned as two?

Listen: one voice, plaintive, piteous would caress with defeat and
abandonment—the futility of life itself. 

Listen: there is another voice. Though also small, it assures, comforts and
understands—offering hope, promise, even more than mortal life. 

If he tunes in that latter voice, and concentrates on it alone . . .
the desert starts to bloom,
the wilderness reveals its beauty,
bareness vanishes. 

Words that bring healing gush forth,
now washed, cleansed and restored
the pain, the sorrow and isolation give way. 

The voice of promise grows stronger,
and the voice of defeat grows weaker.
The desert wilderness, no longer anguish, becomes provision. 

The voices in the wilderness give choice.
To which will he listen?
To which will he bend his will?
And which voice have you chosen?

Kennedy Brown
January 10, 2018

The Purpose of Showbread

The Purpose of Showbread
The “face of His presence”

Exodus 25:30 (Parsha Terumah)
And you shall set the showbread on the table before Me always.

The Torah sets forth in detail the construction of the table the showbread is placed upon in the holy place of the tabernacle. However, we are told little about its purpose, preparation or maintenance. It would seem Yahweh gave us up until 70AD to start thinking outside the “box” of the stone and mortar Temple. I had some metaphorical thoughts on the subject. Let me share them with you.

For whose benefit is the showbread? The best translation I could find says the bread is the “face of His presence.” I do not think then that it is an “offering” for Yahweh, He knows who He is and needs no reminder. It must be for the benefit of His children with whom he chose to dwell in their midst in the tabernacle. It is necessary to see the tabernacle in terms of our relationship with Yeshua−we are the temple of the Holy Spirit. (ICor 6:19) Yahweh come in the flesh is the bread of life. Even though He resided above the Mercy Seat inside the Most Holy place−He wanted it understood He is ever present outside the Most Holy place−in effect saying He is our Daily Bread. We, as priests, through faith in the work of Yeshua (Rev 1:5-6), are to maintain His presence−His face before us always.

He provides all the tools (pans, pitchers, dishes Ex 25:29) needed to prepare and keep His presence before us−it is our duty to provide the fresh ingredients for the preparation. It’s like an offering of ourselves to maintain His presence as vital, fresh and visible. It is in effect the exercise of our will that keeps His face before us.

Some commentaries suggest the bread was made of corn. I’m inclined to think, metaphorically, we’re to prepare it from the best grain that’s in season−from the best we have available to us.

How often is the bread made? The Torah doesn’t say. The rabbinical rules said weekly. My thinking is we look at our heart and whenever a fresh reminder of His presence is needed we make a new, fresh loaf. In some situations of stress or temptation it may be many times a day. How fresh we keep his “face” before us is our decision. But His presence is ALWAYS to be visible, vibrant and verifiable.

Kennedy Brown
February 9, 2016

A Psalm from a Closed Heart

A Psalm from a Closed Heart

Yahweh, let me not close my heart to another−
Let not even a small part slide from Your cover.
When my emotions and flesh against love combine,
Your heart and mine can no longer entwine.

Cool looks and short replies−
Uncover what I sought to disguise.
My smile, so carefully, deceitfully crafted−
Belies a heart closed−any fellowship shafted.

And so why do I wonder at Heaven’s brass−
That my prayers lie dead like winter’s grass?
You have spoken−if I could but hear
And open my heart, turn from my way, do not fear.

Must I be right in this strained relation−
Why can’t I hear Your Word−I’m Your creation:
“As you do to the least of these−
You do likewise to Me whom you seek to please.”

A closed heart then goes beyond each situation−
And seals the gates of Yahweh’s heavenly nation.
He leaves it to me to undo the closing−
Once again heaven’s pathway exposing.

Kennedy Brown
January 4, 2016

This is the second in my Psalm series. The first was A Psalm from a Bride.
That psalm is in a previous blog post. In that post I described how I found myself moved into psalm writing.

The effort submitted here has its origin in a time of revelation first experienced by my wife twenty years ago. The consequence of a closed heart has been fearful enough to force taking individual responsibility to quickly restore broken relationship. Her story will appear later in the Articles portion of this website. It is entitled The Naked Men Dream—watch for it! Better yet, sign up to receive email notification of blog activity.