Walk to Water
The birds have flown,
and we migrate, the tracking beast and I,
like all small things burrowing under and through,
trying to find our circuitous way from here to
The River of de-Light.
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They drink their fill of the abundance of Your house;
And You give them to drink of the river of Your delights.
For with You is the fountain of life;
In Your light we see light.
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The Un-Doable Thing @ A Cinnamon Nest
Sitting @ Love Notes to Yaweh
Singing in Chains @ The Christian Vision Project — Mark Buchanan
This week, a gentle friend prayed this for me with scraped knees… Surely your knees be far prettier, less bruised but perhaps we could pray it together this weekend? … We’ll just take a deep breath, close our eyes, and together pray our hearts…
May you drink long and sweetly from the river of His De-Light this weekend, kind companions on the Way…
All’s grace,
Ann
