Friday, January 15, 2010

weekends are for walking with God

'O
God, forbid that I should look today upon the work of Thy hands

and give no thought to Thee the Maker.

Let the heavens declare Thy glory to me and the hills Thy majesty.

Let every fleeting loveliness I see speak to me of a loveliness that does not fade.

Let the beauty of earth be to me a sacrament of the beauty of holiness made manifest in Jesus Christ my Lord"




... so we walk slow... and attend long... and pray glory...

 

fly away


"Oh God, you are my God, earnestly I seek you;


bird ice stroll



.... my body longs for you, in a dry and weary land where there is no water...



cone



I have seen you in the sanctuary and beheld your power and your glory...



birch


Because your love is better than life, my lips will glorify you...



13.365



I will praise you as long as I live, and in your name I will lift up my hands



coiled


Because you are my help, I sing in the shadow of your wings...



cling



My soul clings to you...



vine


your right hand upholds me."


~Psalm 63




May you go for a long wander this weekend, kind friends, walking and talking with God.

He is air to the soul and light to the bones.



All's grace,





Photos and Psalm selection: GUEST POST by kind -and -grand -and -someday -we- will, Lord willing,-meet friend MEGAN 

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