From July 29, 1998
"I caught a glimpse of God this evening.
Watched enthralled
as He created a sunset in all of its glory and splendor.
Mountains of white cottony clouds
parted,
as if on cue,
making way for brilliant rays of sun.
Colors, light and textures seemingly working together
in this captivating drama unfolding before my eyes.
When I was sure its beauty had reached a climax,
the scene altered yet again to reveal a script of
near endless glory.
'There is no God!!??'
Such irony...
I had front row seating in His audience tonight."
Thursday, August 16, 2018
Thursday, August 2, 2018
Never Wasted
From an old journal--February 8, 1997
Her big brown eyes beckon me
Her sweet tiny voice pleads with me,
"Mommy read...book...lap."
My to-do list is endless
I don't have time for this, I think.
But how can I refuse her?
And so we sit down on the couch,
her petite frame nestled into my lap
and we read...
Daily I hear another voice,
gently, persistently, calling me...
"Child of Mine...read...
read My Book...
Come sit with Me for awhile."
My to-do list is still incomplete,
but how can I refuse Him;
He's my Father.
And so I pick up His book,
sit at His feet
and read
of the One who loves me, cares for me
and spurs me on through the dailyness
of my life.
It's time never wasted.
Her big brown eyes beckon me
Her sweet tiny voice pleads with me,
"Mommy read...book...lap."
My to-do list is endless
I don't have time for this, I think.
But how can I refuse her?
And so we sit down on the couch,
her petite frame nestled into my lap
and we read...
Daily I hear another voice,
gently, persistently, calling me...
"Child of Mine...read...
read My Book...
Come sit with Me for awhile."
My to-do list is still incomplete,
but how can I refuse Him;
He's my Father.
And so I pick up His book,
sit at His feet
and read
of the One who loves me, cares for me
and spurs me on through the dailyness
of my life.
It's time never wasted.
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