"The Lord is good to those whose hope is in him,
to the one who seeks him,
it is good to wait quietly
for the salvation of the Lord"
-Lamentations 3:25-26
Awaiting the voice,
straining to sort through the
echoes of past sins
and competing stations of mental noise;
the sound of seagulls and rushing wind
swirls around the figure seated on the shore...
Hope is squeezed out of unspoken requests
and sent to the ear of Jesus with eyes reflecting
sun as well as shadows in the light of day...
"Help me, Jesus" arises from the depths
of confusion and desolate passages;
bringing the freedom to shift focus from the temporal
to the joy of the eternal city awaiting...
...and joy ushers in the peace beyond reason
along with the morning of mercies renewed...
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beautiful. i relate, of course. i did so much beach-walking/meditating this week. this went right along with the thoughts that whirled in my head on those walks. by the way, some of your pieces in the land of lynne are so good. you could always recycle some on the edge if you like. there is a different and broader audience there. let me know if there's anything you'd like to post over there. i've got nothing lined up to go next. bless you.
Janet,
Thanks for the response. I will consider posting a few on the Edge....maybe I should post the one about the bread ties and chewing gum? I shall think about it further...
Love ya,
have a cup o'joy,
Lynne
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