and fit him fully for all branches of his work.
Paraphrase: A Restatement of a Text
and fit him fully for all branches of his work.
Just couldn’t say good-bye to poetry. Here’s a little reflection I penned while I was leaving Key West, where my son and I spent a few days celebrating his life. He will turn 25 yrs old in July, quite unbelievable, as it seems like it was just the other day I was that young.
Dignity
A gentle rain
mourns with me,
as we leave this
oasis of quietness.
When you think of Key West
don’t get caught up in the raucousness.
No, it’s a place where roosters crow
anytime of the day
celebrating
their own existence.
An island where wanderers
share the peace of one
human family
dignity.
Always a friendly smile,
no snarls,
no pity,
just easy, carefree
dignity.
While here
free of care,
no managing of fears,
no thoughts of what ifs
and furthermores.
No need to judge and guess.
No need to fuss and mess.
Enjoying the senses and the scenes,
suspending judgement
felt so clean.
Today breaks
panic as I pack.
Can I bring home the peace,
the freedom in my suitcase?
(2013. Copyright. All Rights Reserved. Kel Rohlf.)
I had a little scare this morning. My vision was impaired. I felt like darkness was closing in on me. I told my husband, and thought we might end up in urgent care before the morning was over. In a panic I called my sister, who is a nurse, and she suggested I eat something. In minutes, my vision was restored.
But in those moments, when I was losing my sight (that’s how it felt) I was quite terrified, and cried out to the Beloved to heal me. And He did. Apparently, darkening vision is a effect of low blood sugar. After breakfast, I decided to curl up on the couch, watching the snow softly fall, and asked my Beloved:
What kind of honeymoon is this? I thought we were going to go explore the town and write and have a grand adventure.
My expectations and reality don’t always merge the way I might like.
So here, the Beloved, once again encouraged me to be still. To spend the day at home with Him, just listening, watching and capturing moments. So after I regained my strength, I nested.
Here are some captured moments from my camera this morning. I think with the vision scare, I wanted to use my eyes.
These snapshots are my way of saying “Thank You” to Jesus for good eyes. Oh, how He loves you and me!

Of course! Of course, fear will be trailing me, hounding me, breathing down my neck the rest of my life.