Tuesday, December 27, 2011

music of the rain

Listening to the rain falling

drumming on what ever rests

in its trajectory path

steadily falling on the roof

running down, to drop

onto what waits below

an old flowerpot upended

leaves left scattered on the ground

the dog's dish, slowly filling

each with individual sound

of the drumming of the rain

falling down

the sky a soft curtain of grey

muting the landscape

a soft down blanket

shedding its tears

refreshing the land

puddles filled, each new drop

the next character in a water ballet

dancing along the top of puddles and ponds

listening to the rain falling

outside my window

cocooned inside, sitting in the bright light

wrapped in the warmth of the fire

resting in the peace

drifting to the sounds, of the music,

of the rain

drumming, strumming



Sunday, December 25, 2011

my walk, and the reasons of my heart

as water passes over the stones smoothng away the rough edges, so does the trials of this life wash over us, smoothing the edges, changing us into the smooth diamond we are meant to be.

Following are some status posts a few friends of mine made today on facebook: (After these I will explain why I included them here..

Kim Iverson
‎"Christmas is not a time or a season but a state of mind. To cherish peace and good will, to be plenteous in mercy, is to have the real spirit of Christmas. If we think on these things, there will be born in us a Savior and over us will shine a star sending its gleam of hope to the world."- Calvin Coolidge,was the 30th President of the United States.

Lynne Tyner Melby

There's a time for crying and mourning what's been lost. But today is not that day. This is a day to celebrate what's been found. As the angel told the shepherds on the day that Jesus was born:

"Do not be afraid. I bring you good news of great joy that will be for all the people. Today in the town of David a Savior has been born to you; He is Christ the Lord. This will be a sign to you: You will find a baby wrapped in cloths and lying in a manger” (Luke 2:10-12).

Christopher Mitchell

Happy birthday to a radical, nonviolent, anti-death penalty, anti-public prayer, never anti-gay, non-English-speaking, long-haired, brown-skinned, homeless, socialist, middle-eastern Jew. Merry Christmas, everybody!!

Pastor Mark Leonard
Jesus did not stay a baby!
Jesus did not come to show us the Way, He is The Way!
Jesus did not come to show us the Truth, He is The Truth!
Jesus did not come to show us the Life, He is The Life!
Jesus is the Greatest Gift! Merry Christmas my friend Something Good Is Going To Happen!!!

Taina Like China

Grace, mercy, and peace, which come from God the Father and from Jesus Christ - the Son of the Father - will continue to be with us who live in truth and love.--2 John 1:3

This morning I posted the following status:

"Good Christmas morning all-for those who believe--as a part of the family we celebrate Christ's birth. We sing to the King our praise and thanks for the gift, the greatest gift of His birth. The reason that He came as a child of lowly birth, for us the common sinner. We celebrate, and we remember. May this day be a day of joy, of peace, of good will. May you see in those around you the remembrance of the reason of and for the season. May you each and all in all things be blessed."

and was called on it:

"And merry Christmas to all those who don't believe because its a special time for a lot of families during kwanza, Hanukah, and people who just have a holiday to spend with family. Right? Especially since Jesus was born in May, and the Romans used the winter solstice for the holiday to get the Pagans to buy in who had been celebrating the 21st to the 25th for a thousand years or more, and the Jews who had been celebrating this time as well.

I think that all people not just Christians deserve the love today don't you?"

to which I responded:

"...you are correct in that my post sounds exclusive and I apologize as I did not mean for it to be. My only excuse-- which is no excuse-- was that I ended it quickly for a phone call. So may I amend it now, may this day be one of joy, peace and good will to all for all. May you find multiple reasons for joy, song and love. May you day be one of color, song and great wonders of peace, mercy and love. May this day and all days to come be blessed. for one and all--"

I am deliberately leaving out the name of the one who questioned my status because it isn't important.

It was the following response that has me writing this:

"Rebecca, you're an angel, always will be to me. I just thought you may be blatantly Christian."

My dictionary, Webster's New World College Dictionary- fourth edition (yeah, a real hardbacked book)- defines blatant this way: adj.coined by Edmund Spenser,1. disagreeably loud or boisterous; clamorous 2. glaringly conspicuous or obtrusive .

No, I am in no way trying to pick an argument with the one who made the comments above. I am simply going to make an attempt to explain where I stand and how I feel. Why I say the things I say, things that are from a heart healed, a life of sins forgiven, a life where my hope is placed solely in the hands of my Lord and Savior.

I remember when I was growing up and would be allowed to accompany my mother and grandmother on the Saturday shopping trips 'downtown' there was almost always a street preacher on the corner holding up a Bible and shouting about how you had to be ready, you had to be saved. I remember being a bit curious as well as a bit nervous the first time I witnessed this. I had never seen anyone carrying on so before. He isn't there now of course, that was forty some years ago. No one does that around here any more. Not that I've heard anyway.

As youth, I went to a revival where the visiting preacher was talking about hell. He was very descriptive in his explanation, how it was real and how it was not going to be some wild never-ending party. It is a never ending time of darkness, pain and torment. It is a place that was created for the demons, not God's children. God does not want any of His creation to go to hell, it is those who use their free will to turn away from and deny God that send themselves to hell.

The term-Christian- means 'Christ like', or more specific, 'little christ'. Followers, believers, those in a relationship with Christ Jesus as Lord and Savior are to be like Him. Christ, in His time here judged no one. He was here to be the Living Word of God. He walked the dusty roads, He taught the Word, He taught in parables in a way that the people of the time would understand. He healed the sin, the lame, those shunned from society due to leprosy. With a word or a touch He gave sight, strength in limbs weak and unusable. With a few fish and loaves of bread He fed thousands with food left over. As a youth when Mary and Joseph found Him at the temple deep in discussion with religious leaders He told them plainly He was about His Father's business. He forgave those whom others would stone, spoke with those that Jews in that day would go out of their way to avoid. He ate with sinners and tax collectors and allowed a woman with a bad reputation to wash His feet with her tears and dry them with her hair all as the pious men around whispered.

During His time here, He was a teacher, a prophet, a healer, one who drove out demons all as He taught the disciples what they would need to know. He was innocent and without sin, and He willingly went to the cross a lamb, a holy lamb to slaughter, a sacrifice for ALL mankind. That we would have salvation.

He was born of lowly birth, the angles announced His birth first to the shepherds nearby. He was placed in a manger from which the animals fed, wrapped in swaddling clothes. He came for the every day man, He came as servant, a suffering Savior. For the shepherds, for the tax collectors, for the every day person man or woman, Jew or Gentile, for those who were humble, who sought truth.

Christ Jesus did not judge, He cast no stones, demanded no punishments for sins. He came to love, to show, be, the Way.

Jesus went to the cross, He could have called a legion of angels down to His side, but He did not. He died and was buried in a borrowed tomb. He had no earthly home, no money in a bag tucked to His side. In material things one would say He was poor, but He sought no material things, He had taught, lay up your treasures in Heaven, for where your treasures are, there so is your heart. Three days later, He arose. Why three days? Because the people of the time thought that the soul lingered and could reenter the body up to three days. After the third day it was impossible. On the third day Christ left the tomb and showed Himself to multitudes of people in various places. He spoke with His disciples, one of the last things He told them was to go and tell, go and share the Gospel.

I am not a preacher. I am not a Sunday School or Bible study teacher. I cannot (even though I should be able to, I can't) quote scripture verses. I am also not much of a public speaker. I can start talking and one of two things happens, I feel like I'm babbling, or I get the impression that other people think I'm babbling which does in turn cause me to babble. So, rather that verbally share, I try and share my faith by my writings and my life. A life where I try and immolate my Lord in my actions.

I speak kindly to others as I would like to for others to speak to me. While I am not perfect, I try to not lose my temper, allow frustrations to guide my steps tripping me up, or vulgar words to escape my lips. For what passes off your tongue and through your lips is what resides in your heart. I do not want a heart of anger. One's actions and words do effect those around, those that hear or see. You can spread light or darkness, I choose light.

I do not judge those that live a lifestyle called 'alternative' at one time. Because I may perceive it as wrong, gives me no right to judge the person. I do not condemn. If I see one that lives in a life trapped in substance abuse, or the abuse of their body and life in any form- it is not my place to judge. It is my place to try and discuss alternatives, to share my faith in a way that is not disagreeable. One gets further, but kindness, compassion, gentleness than one would by condemnation and hatred.

In this world there are many religions, many different beliefs. I have chosen the belief where I walk with a living Savior. No other faith can say that. I have chosen to walk in a relationship with my Lord, walking with Him daily, listening for His directions through the leadership of the Holy Spirit. I walk in a Spirit of love. Speak gently, live a life of compassion for you know not the troubles and trials of those who you meet along the way.

Christians are not promised a life of ease and comfort when they decide to walk with Him. In fact we are warned of just the opposite. We will endure pain, suffering, storms. We will be forged in the fires of troubles. I have endured storms along the way. As a teen I felt that I nearly drowned. Maybe it wasn't that close, but I felt at the time it was. As a young adult about 20-21 years old, I was electrocuted. Around 24/25 years old I was in a very abusive relationship. Four years ago in Feb. I began a cancer battle. My trials are minor compared to some. Each of these storms I had no idea at the time why I was having to suffer through these things. Now I understand that they teach me understanding, compassion, empathy for those who are walking roads similar to what I did. I can talk with them in near full understanding.

We do not know the storms that others are dealing with. We only know the peace and comfort that we have inside. I know the comfort I have in the knowledge of where my treasures lie. I write what I do, I say and act as I do because it is my hope to share the peace within my heart, the hope, the belief. It is also my desire that when my time comes and this life is done, that I will hear the words, "Well done, good and faithful servant."

I will judge no one, it is not my place.

I will condemn no one, it is not my place.

I will show no intolerance, simply for race, religion or lifestyle

I will show and share the love for my Lord my God and the love for my neighbor as I was told. Through my words, my writing, my actions. If that is blatant- so be it.
We all have our beliefs and way of expressing those beliefs. We have our own ways of sharing-whether we use our words, or share the words of others. At times our expressions may seem exclusive, condeming, judgemental even when it was not intended. Patience, tolerence and understanding needs to come from all directions and hearts.

Agree or disagree with me, it is your choice. I am not going to argue my beliefs or reasoning. If you have comments that can be made in a respectful way I will read and discuss. If you are a hater just wanting to stir up hatred, controversy and drama your comments will be removed.

Sunday, December 18, 2011

Where this heart suffers no more

Watching the skies grow dim, night comes

my heart is weary, struggling against the battle

I know, I know that I am not alone

I hand my pain to You Lord, You know

my suffering, the agony of my heart

Chilly is the air, as the sun sets

cool is the emotions of this heart

struggling, fighting the good fight

against enemies of the peace

You see my tears, You feel my pain

reaching out to me, drawing me near to You

I feel Your peace enfold me

I rest in Your comforting calm

I trust in You Lord, I trust in You

to take this pain from me

to give me strength to endure

as I watch night approach yet again

waiting for the stars to light the way

I find peace in the solitude, comfort in the quiet

even as the pain is there

a heart, my heart weary and worn

struggling in the wake of the demons

trembling in the dust of the storm

yet I know, yes I know, I am not alone

even as I draw the cloak of Your peace close around me

Your voice drawing me near

I fear not the suffering, worry not over the pain

You are with me, You are most awesome

I sit near to You, as You remain near to me

council me in the ways I should go

council me, in what I should know

wash me in Your merciful grace

as I wait for the day to end, wait, for the night to begin

waiting, for the stillness of the night, the silence of the darkness

the moment, when I can hear You most plainly

speaking to a weary soul, that seeks You

finding the peace, great comforting peace

that comes only from You

within Your grace I rest

and this heart is at peace

within You

within me

waiting, for the days of this life to end

when all is complete, the journey finished

when I can sit by Your feet, listen in quiet wonder

when I can be, where this heart will suffer no more.

Tuesday, November 22, 2011

draw me near to You Lord

Be with me Lord, I know You are here

draw me near, please draw me near

to Your heart, ease this pain

that threatens to overwhelm this weary heart

wounded by the words of another

wounded, by things out of my control

but not Yours Lord, never Yours

You know all, are in control

so I come to You, with the tears of this pain

trembling on eyelashes, streaking a reddened cheek

be with me Lord, draw me near to You

comfort me with Your presence

fill me Lord, fill me with Your peace

draw me near Lord to You,

allow me, to rest in You, in the sanctuary of Your mercy

You know this pain from which I suffer,

You know without my speaking it aloud

for You know my heart, this suffering heart

that comes to You, wounded and weary

on bended knee, with bowed head

silent prayers whispered within

seeking You, seeking what only You can give

a healing of the heart

a replenishing of hope weakened

a drying of tears shed

on bended knee before You, I seek You

as Your comforting peace wraps around me

Your Spirit within rejoices in Your presence

replacing the pain within with a song

I praise You Lord, sing praises to You

for You are my ever healing peace

worthy, always worthy

of praise

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Sunday, October 23, 2011

Break this heart

Break this heart Lord, I ask You

kneeling here, before You

seeking Your will, break this heart

calloused and cold strong of will

break it that it will feel

the pain of Your children

break it that I Lord, will reach out

move from this sheltered corner

open my eyes to those around me

that I will see, not only with my eyes

but with this heart

I seek You Lord, in all things

but this, I know, is different

I walk in the sunlight

shielded from much

so now, I seek understanding

I seek Your knowledge

I seek Your heart

for I walk with blinders

eyes and ears closed

to those around me, weeping

wringing hands of worry

lost and alone, weary and afraid

break this heart of mine Lord

for those around me, that sorrow

that I may seek Your will, show Your grace

that I may reach out a reflection of You

allowing Your love to shine

break this heart Lord

that it no longer be immune

to the cries of the many

break this heart Lord

that it no longer be cold to the fears

no longer hardened against the weary

break this heart Lord

break this heart

that I may understand

and reach out with Your healing ways

sharing that which I know

which You have shown me

given and gifted to me

Your most loving merciful grace and forgiveness

Your most merciful love

given, to and through

a broken heart

Sadness at the Sound

Sadness at the sound

buildings crumble, fall

crashing to the ground

as the earth shakes, trembles

mothers cry

where are their children

fathers cry

where are their families

such loss, such terrible loss

as the sound of mourning grows

wailing from the depths of broken hearts

fearful of the maybe

knowing the what is

as the earth shakes, trembles

and buildings fall

hiding the wounded

muffling the sounds of their cries

hiding the dead

who will cry no more

sadness at the sound

of those who search, calling out into the rubble

moving what blocks vision

as they seek those that live

tears of loss falling for those who do not

sadness at the sound

of broken hearts for broken lives

Sunday, October 16, 2011

In His Presence

I walked today

I stood beside the pond and watched

as the ripples danced across the surface

fish breaking water, seeking to capture a meal

I listened as the winds blew

watching, the trees dance to the music

and I felt the presence of God

with me

as I watched the shower of leaves

drifting down around me

watched, as caught on the winds, they danced

drifting and spiraling downward

colors golden, dimmed by the passing of time

still a treasure, gift of love

as the winds tugged at the cattails

pulling the stalks as they swayed

scattering their seed of life

as the frogs escaped my footsteps

diving into the cooled waters of fall

I listened to the birds as they called out

and I felt the love of the Most Holy, filling me

Continuing on my way, I felt the cool, quiet of the woods

envelope me as I walked. I saw the light of the sun, filtered

through the leaves of golden yellow and brilliant reds

shadow shapes shifting along the ground as the trees moved

Stopping often I would gaze around me

watching the changing light, the leaves falling to cover the ground before me

listening as acorns in tandem fell

hitting the ground around me only to bounce and roll to the side

walking into the clearing, feeling the warmth of the sun

the caress of the breeze as I watched the grass taller than me

sway in the breeze, bending to touch the ground and bounce up again

and I felt the presence of God, with me

His warmth and love, encircling me

such wondrous joy welling up inside my heart

I could not help but smile, raising my face to the sun

opening my arms to the winds, I sighed

overcome, over joyed

feeling the precious,sweet love, the presence

with me, within this heart of the most high God

How great is His love for me

these gifts He gives, surrounding me

in the songs and beauty of nature

how great is His love for me

that He would draw me to Him

filling me with His peace

when the world is a place of worry

fears that lurk in the corners, in the darkness

He sends His light

a guide to Him, sanctuary

how great is His love

that He would send His Son for me

forgiveness granted

I stood on the banks of the pond watching

as the ripples danced across the surface

hearing the leaves of the trees, falling around me

and in my heart, His Spirit moved

and I felt, the presence of God.

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Thursday, October 13, 2011

I fear not

Storms rage around me

darkness hides the evil that lurks

seeking me harm

yet I fear not, I tremble not

for You are with me

I hide within Your love

You are my sanctuary, my peace

no storm can harm me

as I am with You

no worries assail me

even as they try

for I am with You

as You are with me

my Protection, my Guide

I seek Your light in all things

I seek Your Word

as instructions on how to act

what to say, when to hold quiet

storms rage around me

cold winds blow strong

yet I fear not

for I am safe, warm within Your love

secure in Your peace

knowing, with all heart and mind

knowing and understanding

You are Lord

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Monday, October 10, 2011


rejoice, rejoice

my heart sings the songs of praise

rejoice, rejoice

for all things are good

purpose shines

even through the darkness of the night

the clouds and rain can not hide

the glory of You

rejoice, rejoice

my heart sings

for Your love is good, Your love never ending

You have drawn me to You

calmed the fears of spirit

healed the pains of my heart

rejoice, rejoice

for You are God, You are Holy

my heart sings praises to You

as Your love flows down

filling the hearts of Your children

my heart overflows with joy

my desire to reflect You, be the light commanded

rejoice, rejoice

You are here, with us

with me

in You I am strong, in You I am at peace

You protect Your own

bring them to You, when their time has come

to be in Your presence for eternity

rejoice, rejoice

my heart does sing songs of praise

for You are my peace

as I stand and gaze at the most awesome wonders

You have given

as I fall to my knees in realization

of the extent of Your love

in the sacrifice given

rejoice, rejoice

my heart sings songs of praise

for Your love, Your forgiveness

Your peace

as I sing,


Tuesday, October 4, 2011

Every Day

Every day

With every sun rise, as the darkness peels away

I gaze at the rising sun, the start of the new morning

realizing within my heart, what a gift it is

each day, no longer taken for granted

when you have faced the storms,

and now stand under the present of the rainbow

how dark it is, inside the storms, in the midst of the darkness

when illness is your enemy, one that cannot be seen

cannot be understood by those around you

unless they too, have walked the same path

suffered the same fears, pains, struggles

unless, they have felt the loneliness of the fight

stood alone in the dark

every day

hid the tears brought on by the emotions

the exhaustion of the battles they fight

the determination it takes, to place one foot before the other

to rise, pushing aside the covers, determined to fight again

and continue to fight with all that you have within

every day

realizing within the heart, the gift that each day is

even in the midst of the fight

when you feel and face the fear, feel the loss of what was

as you face the challenge, face the change

seeking, wishing that someone would stand with you

glad for those who do

every day

stand in the growing dawn, watching the sun rise

the clouds of night, parting

and you realize, no longer taking for granted the things that are

appreciating what you have, what has been given

holding close the extended time given

grateful for lessons learned, strength gained

a tear is shed as the smile grows

understanding, being appreciative

every day.

Sunday, October 2, 2011


How empty is the heart

of one who does not feel

the love that You offer


such a gift is this

I ask You Lord, fill my heart

fill it to the point of overflowing

that every aspect of this life

reflects You

that Your love within me

shines from open eyes

filled with the tears of joy

of knowing, of understanding

such a wondrous gift You have given


fill this heart

with loving understanding

fill this heart

that my life will be one

where I share You

with all whom I meet

that I will gladly tell

what You mean to me

Your love, Your most sweet and precious love

given freely

that I may live

seeking in this life to remain always

on the narrow road

to You

with You

as You are here, always here

with me, within this heart

fill this heart of mine

with a song for You

that the words will flow from lips of gladness

joyfully praising You

for Your love, sweet precious love

given for me, given for all


may the words from my mouth

be from a heart of gladness

the words glorifying You

for You are Lord, You are King

Jehovah God, Father God

You have sought me out

during the times of my darkness

brought me back into Your light

Your peace surrounds me

as Your love fills me

fill this heart Lord

with Your love

that in all things, I act in compassion

judging not, for to judge is not my place

grant me wisdom to understand

grant me a heart of reach out

share Your love

only Your love

the greatest gift, most precious treasure

with all whom I meet, with all whom I pass

sharing a love of healing

a love of peace

love that paid the price

so that we, those whom You love

could live, cleansed of transgression

love, sweet, precious, most pure love



Monday, September 26, 2011

I am not ashamed

I am not ashamed, of this faith in my heart

for I know, yes I know

You are Lord, King of Kings

while there are those that turn Your words

make them suit their desires

I seek You, to be like You

filled with Your love, let my countenance shine

with the filling of Your presence

indwell in my heart always

let my feet not stray from Your path

let my heart remain strong in Your ways, Your Word

draw me ever nearer, nearer my God to You

I am not ashamed, I will bear this cross for You

share this within my heart, that is You, with those that will hear

for You are love, compassion for all

You have reached out to the poor, healed and lifted up

those that were weak and weary

Let my words be Yours, calm in delivery, filled with Your love

for Your love is great, You gave the greatest to save all

offering freely, seeking all, while knowing, all would not come

I am not ashamed, of my faith

the trust that I have placed in You

for I have felt Your presence with me, Your love covering me

in the quiet times, in my times of troubles and trials

You are here, close to me, Your Spirit abiding within

I am not ashamed

for even as the skies may darken, the storms grow fierce

You are with me, You shield and protect me within Your love

You are my Sanctuary, there is no fear

Your peace is my armor, Your love my shield

I will walk into the battle of life with no hesitation

You are my light, in You no darkness can dwell

You stand at the gate waiting, calling

to those that will hear and heed Your voice

Your Word everlasting, Your love never ending

I am not ashamed

I am humbled at Your merciful grace, undeserved

Your love washing away the stains of my sins

healing a body weakened by sins

I go to my knees before You, bowing to You

Lord of Lord, King of Kings, Savior

I am not ashamed

Thursday, September 22, 2011

how sweet Lord, is your love

how gentle is Your peace

flowing down, filling this heart

healing the wounds of daily battle

calming the spirit, suffering weariness

from the struggles and storms

how gentle is Your peace

how precious is Your love

I was the broken one, fallen by the wayside

suffering the defeats of the lost

when You called my name

in love

how gentle so gentle Your love

lifting me, healing a weary heart

giving a renewed sense

hope, courage

I can now walk, believing

because You loved me

You teach me love, speaking to this child

how gentle is Your peace

that fills a weary soul

how precious, so precious is Your love

that gives one reason to smile

reason to believe and to try

in love

Tuesday, September 20, 2011

merciful and precious love

I am Your child, God most Holy

Father, Lord, Master of this life

to my knees I fall

wash me with Your love

cleanse me Father most Holy

with Your most merciful grace

fill me to overflowing with Your Holy Spirit

let my eyes see the glory of You around me

in the gifts You have placed before me

in the love within my heart

reside in my life, within my heart

shine forever shine so others may see

You are my God, most Holy of Holies

You are life

Your word my guide

love sweet love

guide my hands, to do Your work

teach my tongue Your words

place my feet on Your path

that my life, this life is a reflection of You

Your love shining

I am Your child, I speak without shame

bow before You, without shame

for I know Your love

peace fulfilling, as I walk without fear

knowing You, feeling Your love

healing me, forgiving me of my iniquities

teaching me with each step

fill me Lord my God

to overflowing, with Your most merciful and precious


Friday, September 16, 2011

here- I wait

somewhere out there

you cross this land

while here I wait

miles pass beneath the wheels of the truck you drive

white lines marking time as the radio plays some sad country song

taking you so far away, another load, another day

somewhere out there

you cross this land

while here I wait

a truckstop with a place to park, an overpriced meal to fill a hungry belly

somewhere to shower away the grime of the road

sleep oft interrupted by whomever is around, in need, in want

somewhere out there

you cross this land

while here I wait

the day will come, finally come

when you are headed back this way, headed home

crossing the miles, white lines marking time as your heart yearns

somewhere out there

you cross this land

while here I wait

always wait

with my eyes on the road

watching, for your return

Tuesday, September 13, 2011


So gently the day begins

dawn softly spreading across a sky

held by the darkness of night

released to the morning

I stand in awe, watching

as a new day begins

the songs of the night wind down

as the serenade of the day begins

peace washes over me

as I witness this incredible gift

in the brilliance of the sky endless above me

the breeze that brushes against my cheek

the songs and motions of life around me

each special in its own right

singular and yet one

each in their own act and purpose

creating and completing a circle of life

gently the day begins

this day a gift from You

precious and special

washing over me with Your love

I bend a knee to You

in reverence, in awe, in faith

as the new day, renewed hope,

dawns on me.

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