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Senses Be Still

Senses Be Still

Senses be still, hush my heart. As the ripples extend outward across the water so Joy will spread, beyond all comprehension, century upon century, its fruit still bearing. Photo credit: Todd Farris
Love Letter

Love Letter

Little dove, my dearest one, you thought your life was almost done. But when you saw that you might sink, you fluffed your feathers and chirped, “Wait! Think! What about those things God has called my...
Song of the Afflicted

Song of the Afflicted

When the world’s weight rests on top the weary wounded what have they to do? Climb higher on the wire up towards heaven’s view. With words they weep for the afflicted, for they know affliction. And in their pain, songs of mercy sing. So you there; lost in...
Radiant

Radiant

Look and see! The sun makes its daily triumphant entrance, sweeps it’s brilliance across the expanse of the sky, pours out its presence on all things, then slips away to give you a little space. It jogs away every night only to circle back to you first thing in the...

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