Tuesday, September 27, 2011

Walk With Me

Early in the morning, with the air heavy and wet
FrankE and I set out to seek that which really isn't hidden...

His glory, encasing the thinnest strands,

dripping diamond beads along cool, hard steel,

bursting through morning mist,

lifting the veil, exposing soil scraped to stubble after harvest,

and a laborer, breathing in the promise of the day.

His glory, in the stillness of the valley,

the comfort of a curving road ~ known,

and the pasture seen because of the risen sun.

Because of the Risen Son.

"Praise be to the LORD God, the God of
who alone does marvelous deeds.
Praise be to his glorious name
may the whole earth be filled with 
his glory.
Amen and Amen."  
Psalm 72:18-19

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