Thursday, Nov. 26, 2015

Psalm 25:4-5

Make me to know your ways, O Lord;
   teach me your paths. 
Lead me in your truth, and teach me,
   for you are the God of my salvation;
   for you I wait all day long. 

Thanksgiving

I know your path,

Love and from Love

born, filling the heart

sparkling eyes with

delight of hope undying

when Fullness fills

and stills every craving

of inner ache … with You.

The snow melts now,

brilliant shroud of white

too soon a blight of mud

beneath black limbs once

ago electric with color

now gone, asleep.

But … no worry,

I know: Color comes

in its time and always

will. It’s the way you

are. And luster never

leaves my heart

for I know … You.

You are the Love

who never leaves

when autumn falls,

coming to consciousness,

warming my world

with colors of Presence

and Nearness, of Knowing

the Love who changed

and changes … Everything.

You are never gone,

but ever here … and

there … and wherever

I go. Rush of life,

anxious days, troubles

come, mere clouds,

hiding what always

is and always will be …

You.

Today …

is filled with You,

every feeling acute

and clear, certain and sure,

everywhere I look, every note

that floats across the room,

sounds peace to my ear:

All is well. All is well.

Love lives and reigns,

Mystery ever near and

so far beyond, leaving

two words: Thank you

for being …

You.

Pr. David L. Miller