|Beach gazing: Nantucket, Ma
My RJD offering
for you today friends, will be a Summer Treat.
I often write poems in my journals then forget about them.
Poetry is just a way I express myself, I suppose.
It kind of just comes, so I submit myself to the pen and let it flow.
I forgot all about this little ditty I jotted down in the early days.
1997 was the year that God really began speaking to me,
or perhaps when I finally was willing to obey.
Or at least try. For better or worse.
I felt like I could hear Him all the time, everywhere.
I stole away with Him often.
It was the Honeymoon time of my faith…
This is pretty raw. Unedited.
As you can see!
I Have Felt His Presence
and every day…
[present, now, especially today]
O magnificent Ocean
You are but a drop of water
held within His hand
[Behold His glory]
Every sparkling glimmer dancing upon the sand
I have seen His glorious work!
But where sand meets sea
is where He anointed me…
Splendid and beautiful place
He has chosen His merciful grace
as a gift imparted to me…
My Lord blesses me
here by the sea
I seek His grace and loving-kindness
He kisses me with Sun and warmth
Caresses me with a gentle breeze
He embraces me with His loving light
Heals me with salty air
and cleanses me with
green waters and righteousness
of whom shall I compare?
None I dare.
Praise Be To God
I see His glory in every hue of blue
of the sky
and wonder why
He would choose me
from the land
as part of His unfolding plan.
|July 24, 1997- October 8, 1997
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