Belated Thursday Thoughts

The sky, like life...keeps changing. Above it all the changeless One abides. 

Love is only four letters

Speaking everything

That ever matters

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The whole of life’s sorrow and joy are love

Either in its giving or lack thereof

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Words are a writer’s best friend and worst enemy.

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I could not bear to face this day

If God would turn His Love away

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The sun pulls itself above earth’s dark brink

Painting charcoal highways in burnished pink

We pull ourselves from slumber’s embrace

Treading hope’s offering of grace

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It is not whether I love you that counts…but how I love you.

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Dawn spills from wraps of gold and gray

How will we use Love’s gift today?

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All my longing and all my sighs

Are not hidden from your eyes

And even when skies are not blue

Teach me Lord, to worship you

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I cannot be thankless, yet trust

I cannot trust and remain thankless

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To live in fantasy is to die while breathing

  

© Janet Martin