Psalm 25—Sweet singer, there is always more of your kindness than I thought was left.All autumn long and all alone, I trod a path through the woods While I prayed and fretted and watched The leaves go bright as pennies. Behind me walked ghost years I thought I’d shaken. Teach me the steps.
So many rich, biting, soaring, gouging, glorious, wet, saggy, soggy, flying, soaring, crashing, heavy, holy images !!! I'm in awe!!! I'm so longing to read slowly on paper so I can eat each one, carefully with such feeling and delight!!!!
Beautiful Andy, I could have written these myself if I had thought of them! But your words shine a light on my sad heart that I am trying to unfold, let rise, bake in the quiet.
Thanks, all!
Thank you.
“Will you ravel me back and piece me together?
Or is the friendship of the Lord
Nearness as I come apart?”
So good I want to swear. And not gentle swear words either. The biggies.
So many rich, biting, soaring, gouging, glorious, wet, saggy, soggy, flying, soaring, crashing, heavy, holy images !!! I'm in awe!!! I'm so longing to read slowly on paper so I can eat each one, carefully with such feeling and delight!!!!
Beautiful Andy, I could have written these myself if I had thought of them! But your words shine a light on my sad heart that I am trying to unfold, let rise, bake in the quiet.
All so good, especially Psalm 36. I just want those words pouring over me like honey.
These are absolutely breathtaking