September Thursday Thoughts

We lead, not by words

Fluent and ample

But by the element

Of Example

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Habits make

Or break us

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There is no such thing

As a tiny

Sin

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Oh the wearying of worry

Futile grief

Powerless passions

Of unbelief

Oh the power of praying

Whispers of dust

Fly like an eagle

On wings of Trust

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Worry and longing

Two grand wastrels

Of life

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Why do you gaze in sorrow

To unreachable Past

There is a River of Moments flowing

To its ocean vast

We cannot reclaim the vapor

Of a bygone sigh

But savor the sweet nectar

Of Now slipping by

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Lord, make our greatest passion

Com-passion

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We fill our wanton chalice

With fruit of deed

Will its wine be garnered

From Need or Greed

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I planted a seed

It grew; it bloomed

By God’s grace and mercy

I am not consumed 

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When we fill the air

With patient prayer

It dissolves dark clouds

Of despair

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Oh God, trusting You is so much easier

Said than done

But in our constant dependence

Life’s vilest battles are won

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We cannot rend the veil

Twixt Known and Unknown

But, nor can we fail

With God’s hand on our own

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Time, the trickle

Of Mortality

Flowing toward

Eternity 

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Oh glorious thought

that sets us free

By the grace of God

go we...

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NOW

is the only thing of worth

Spend it wisely.

Janet~