On my way home, I found I was not alone— hope climbed in and sat beside me— a silence occupied with smiling. And all around the dying sun touched the road and trees and made them gold— so much like kindness if kindness had a color. I saw my mountain, mother-like, waiting where it always […]Read more "Welcome"
You know how long I’ve dreamt of rain— You’ve seen me at the window sill, my forehead pressed against the pane, waiting for the raindrops to appear. I saw the full clouds moving in, and wondered how the rain would feel— like happy sky-drips on my skin? or maybe heaven running through my hair? It […]Read more "Under the Umbrella"
Blessed are the pure in heart for they shall see God. -Matthew 5:8 Lord, build around my heart a wall of grace to sift the daily facts as they come in that nothing but the truth would find a place and nothing but Your love would dwell within. Refuse despair an entrance to […]Read more "Prayer for a Pure Heart"
He does not sit enthroned on hardened steel, or curve His face in frowns of stern despite. His hand is never glibly raised to smite nor quick His wrath to make His subjects reel. He never sovereigns what He cannot seal or captains darkness that He cannot light. His mercies never falter in the night, […]Read more "He Sits Enthroned"