Yesterday afternoon as the air sparkled with father, mother and child laughter, and the wind nipped our noses and kites pivoted, careened and nose-dived against a canvas of fall sky it almost felt like a little bit of heaven!
What if we allowed
Love’s blessing to sink in
And what if we accepted it
Above our weight of sin?
And what if we proclaimed
In everything we do
The worthiness of HE who promises
To guide us through?
What if faith became
Our mystic stepping-stone
And sight simply love’s blindness
Where our vision sees a thorn?
What if we believed
And received without fear
Then wouldn’t we glimpse just
A little bit of heaven here?
© Janet Martin
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I hope you enjoyed your pause on this porch and thank-you for your visit!