Like a deep rich fog
so is the grace of God
ever present in our lives
touching us, caressing us
even when we are unaware
so close it reaches for us
hoping we will reach out
grasp the gossamer
draw the moisture,
the living water
into our spirit
call for the Father
in the night,
in the
brightness
of day
fall to our knees
and rise victorious
with the Christ, our Brother,
who walked this road before us
lighting our way to God’s throne
to loving relationship once more
in the loving arms of the Creator
wrapped, enveloped
by His Love
Forevermore
Being His disciples
Witnesses throughout the World
The hands, the feet, the voice of God
in this broken and troubled earth
February 28, 2008
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