Wishing you eyes to discover
A heart to see break through moments when things look dull and grey
A yearning for pause in the busy
Comfort in your pain
Joy where there is fullness
Ears to hear quiet amid the noise
Warmth where the cold has settled in
Wholeness in the broken
Grace in your weekend, grace on your days of week’s end
a bit of poetry amid all the prose
And the faith to grab hold of His plans for you
The future is bright in the light of His love.
Joining Sandra Heska King for Still Saturday
While all the world is warring
And storms blow over,
Stop, still scarring lives,
I unwrap sweet gift of resting
Unworthy as I am
In a cabin, boxed small peace
Made in part by hands of man
The one that loves me
Still, like embers in this fire here
In the cabin in the woods
Warm like fingers of the flame
Dancing like the ballerinas in Swan Lake
So graceful draping
Over logs in gentle beauty
Warm and wild.
And still and quiet are loud and thick
Like dense gray fog if she could speak
Peace envelopes in the quiet
And comfort blankets me in love, such peace.
I tuck my heart up in this place and soak
My soul in silence.
And there is warring in my soul
Only at the time of leaving.
But peace is carried off from here
While worlds away are hard at war
It’s tucked in memory in my pockets
For my treasured keeping.
He restores, rebuilds
We stare, we lie
In rest, repose.
Stilled, our souls by calm
And ready to return from this
Sweet love in silence
Saved and savored
In the cabin in the woods.
May you each cup in your hand
rest and respite
quiet and calm
gazing and off-staring
dreaming day and dreaming night
breathing deep and sighing long
laying down and looking up.
So when New Tomorrow comes, you can get on her back, sailing off to all wonders of Glorious New Day.
Rested and ready
For the all He has
For you and for me
To do, in Love
To do, in service
To do in the living.
Abundant Grace to you in Soul Recovery
May it Be,
May it Be,
May it Be,
Come off by yourselves; lets take a break and get a little rest.
For there was constant coming and going.–Mark 6:31