The door opened,
and then it shut...the slam of the door
against the casing was reverberating through my marrow...
I looked around and saw another door;
and then another...
so many choices?
How could I choose?
That still, small voice came with the next breeze;
and whispered His guidance to calm and to soothe...
for the words in my spirit were bathed in beauty
and blessed simplicity; echoes of verses I thought I'd forgotten...
My eyes were averted from the door set before me,
and persuaded in faith to look past to the next;
for peace preceded the touch of my hand to the knob
as I opened the door to find my Lord waiting there.
2 comments:
blessed simplicity.
so sweet when we manage to find it. I like this, Lynne.
Thanks, Janet. I had a series of images in my mind as I was writing this. All I had to do was capture their flavor and write it down. I like it when the Lord makes it easy for me...
Love ya,
Have a cup o'joy,
Lynne
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