Lord,
Singing out as the gospel music wraps around my being bringing joy. Making a change to what feeds this body. Letting light surround and be the amplifier. Choosing joy is a daily battle, but one I know await. Trusting you to guard all of me. I’m not yet strong enough to handle all that wars for my attention. For today, starting it out, just right.
Let me be beauty
In the ugliness
That pervades
My surroundings
Learning to drink
In the
Living water
That is readily available
For me
To taste
Be still
And know
Takes on
New meaning
With each moment
That graces
My jeweled fingers
from R's rue https://ift.tt/gG2yctu
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