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Words of Light: Grace & Truth for Your Journey Home
Category: poetry
Expecting Sunday
Weekday morning, sitting in my row, Sun warming wood to a burnished glow, Soft and silent this sanctuary here, Waiting, expecting Sunday. Weekday, morning, I must sit still, Listening to the Father, if I’d do His will, Stopping to be silent and sanctuary here,… Continue Reading “Expecting Sunday”
Have You Ever
Have you ever stood in a warm spring day closed your eyes feeling the breeze rush all around you like a cooling, friendly hug? Then feeling your toes– do you feel your toes bending with the contour of grass-clad earth all soft and shiny… Continue Reading “Have You Ever”
Christ and Communion
Back when I was small
And the black suits were tall,
There were services that went on too long,
First one man would preach
And another would teach
Then the people sang melancholy songs,
While black suits would bear
With quiet, solemn care
Bread and juice up aisle and down.
Our Sense of Time and Place
In my last year of teaching, I knew it was my last year of teaching, at least for a time. I didn’t know it in a calculated reasonable way. I didn’t know that I knew, but with that ever elusive sixth sense, I knew,… Continue Reading “Our Sense of Time and Place”
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