Arise and Shine

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Another beautiful offering from artistic poet jacobemet!  Poetry is such a soul-full language.  It’s still not one I fully appreciate, not being a poet myself (see HERE), but I admire those who have the gift of poetry, for truly, being able to compose it is a gift, as is poetry itself.  

ARISE AND SHINE

All that sings

And all that speaks,

All that rises

From valleys and peaks,

All that aches

And all that pleads,

All that groans

With basic needs,

All that marches

And all that climbs,

All that hangs

For times and signs,

All that ebbs

And all that flows,

All that sleeps

In blanketed snows,

Echos the voice

Of Love Divine

Calling our name,

Arise and shine

Mountains in the Sun

Wow. So true.

Learning To Be Full Of Grace And Truth.

Today when I came out to the porch the sun was shining and those mountains that were hidden by the clouds yesterday were clearly visible today.

I was struck at how something so big could be so hidden. And yet I could not deny it.

The lesson I have been learning in this is that God can hide very big things. There are days like yesterday when I attempt to look over the bow of His Providence and it looks like we are lost on a murky sea with no land in sight. Other times—and let’s be honest, most of the time it is in 20/20 hindsight (which I suppose to keep the analogy going could be said looking aft)—we see that we were not far from land at all, and we wonder how it snuck up on us.

I would very much like to know why God likes to…

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