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Lead me in your truth, and teach me. (Psalm 25 5a)
The locust tree
whispers, autumn gilding its leaves. A maple across the lawn replies in red. Not
a word is spoken, but my heart hears and fills with silent love for the beauty
of it all.
They are my teachers
today. They lead me into God’s own truth, which is not a list of beliefs or a
moral code. It is to see through eyes of love, for God is love and only love
sees the truth.
The truth will break
your heart at the suffering of children, the brutalities of war or the death of
a friend. But it will mend it again when the beauty of kindness takes your
breath away.
If you want to know the
truth, do something that awakens love deep within. Then, think of friends and
enemies, the mess of the world, people who annoy you, a child or grandchild. Recall
memories that make you wince because you were unkind, foolish, insecure or
arrogant. Let the love you feel pour over every memory, every person, every
pain.
Look back with love,
and see ... as God sees.
David L. Miller
1 comment:
You certainly have a way with words, my friend.
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