it was there, in that room, in the sharing
of the good news, my brothers around me
feeling a closeness to God
more real than the sanctuary, than
the stillness of the night under the open sky
more than in the solitude of a canoe on a calm lake
late at night, all alone with my thoughts
it was there, sharing with my brothers
that I have felt closest to God
my personal savior, my guide,
my shepherd, my protector
May 6, 2008
Walk to Emmaus
Tuesday, May 06, 2008
closeness to god
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