Monday, March 29, 2010



Breathing deep the scent of the rain in the grass,
And the whisper of wind through the skies,
I sit cross-legged on the sandy, white beach.
I lay down, close my world-wearied eyes.

All my burdens are heavy within me,
Their weight like thick stones on my back,
But the one thing that keeps me from fading away,
Is the One Thing that I'll never lack.

I see Your footprints across the damp, sticky sand,
Hear Your breath in the sweet, gentle breeze,
Feel Your hands on each slope, on each crevice of land,
Know Your presence is all around me.

So the stones fall from my shoulders like ashes.
I am new, I am healed and restored.
I will rest for eternity in the palms of Your hands,
And lift up my heart to You, Lord.

March 20, 2010

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