Archive for August 2017
I asked God where have You been
That I cannot see and cannot hear
In surrender the answer came to me
Asking with Your mind
Is not how our thoughts align
Your heart holds the key
To open communication between you and Me
Do not squander free will for worldly ends
For this world and its corruption will surely end
Seek with your whole heart what cannot die
Love is the beginning
Love has no end
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I look for crosses everywhere
Especially when doubtful or in despair
But how amazed am I
When crosses cross my path
Unknown to me instead
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Lord, oh God, Creator
Most Mighty, Holy One, Sacred and Supreme
When in lowly valley I fall sullen
You appear mysteriously so sudden
You gratefully redirect
My wanderings and my schemes
And permeate my dreams
The earth, and all of us, Your creation
Symbolic of who You are
Rivers flow on endlessly
Quenching the thirst of earth and all dependent on it
The waters unseen work churns beneath the surface
Hiding deep within its banks and bottom
Precious gems and many treasures
Living waters return to You in greater measure
By sweeping up each soul in its holy water
We, who You made most magnificent
We, who You trusted with Your creation
Return to You, most Holy One, who we call our Maker
And better yet, to love you more, as our Mother and our Father
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George Eastman’s Desk —
His former home is now a museum in Rochester, NY. His vision was to put a camera into the hands of the masses … Truly a believer who manifested his dream. This massive accomplishment inspires me, and I hope you as well, to think big, take calculated risks, dream dreams, and live to accomplish all that you hope that God would hold dear.
Images reveal truths
Some wanted, some not
One picture portrays
What often words cannot
From cave walls to canvas
From film to pixels
Quickened by heart
Perceived by the eye
Freezing life’s moments
One click at a time
Struck by a sunset
Or a newborn child
Photography allows us to be
21st Century recorders
Of all that we see
Revealers of truth
Explorers of nature
Capturing love
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Faith is believing in what I cannot see
With patience waiting in Spirit’s company
I put my trust in Thee
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