28 August 2005
A night remembered
I lay silent in the night and hear the rustling of the wind out my window. The seasons come and go and I now feel his breath- fresh upon my face. A new season is entering as the old is slipping away from me. I try to hold on to the time that was spent but know that the memories are all that are left. I know understand more then before a way to express who I am in the Lord.
27 August 2005
Meditation of my heart
Today I sing a simple song of praise. I thank you for the daily bread you gave. And as I gaze upon the majesty of the things that you have made, I sing my simple song of praise.
I cry Holy, Holy, Holy is your name.
I cry Holy, Holy, Holy is your name.
21 August 2005
16 August 2005
15 August 2005
Reflection
Still and silent I’ve waited so long. I’ve been stuck in a place waiting for time to pass by. Some have come to try and I’ve said goodbye. Always feeling there is more to come.
The desert is dry and I’m wilting inside. Then a hand is felt on the back of my neck rubbing the pain out of my head. A drop falls from mine eye and shatters the ground where I stand. A wave starts to flood the hollowed land. I’m finding that there may be a new path to go down that has been paved before I could stand.
The beat of my heart longs to know where this road is that I must go. Stirring my spirit I’m content to know that I am in the palm of his hand.
The desert is dry and I’m wilting inside. Then a hand is felt on the back of my neck rubbing the pain out of my head. A drop falls from mine eye and shatters the ground where I stand. A wave starts to flood the hollowed land. I’m finding that there may be a new path to go down that has been paved before I could stand.
The beat of my heart longs to know where this road is that I must go. Stirring my spirit I’m content to know that I am in the palm of his hand.







