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A Good Day   1 comment

It has been a long, good day

Filled with work and little play

As most know play to be

But for me today has been

A day of productivity

Mixed with fun because of work I love

And the added satisfaction of Petunia near at hand

All day long I looked forward to this moment here and now

To sit, relax, and ponder

Letting thoughts listlessly wander

To put aside responsibility

But I pray dear God, no matter what

To include You in my busy-ness, in listlessness, in thought, and word, and deed

And keep you closer still, as close as breath could be



With More than Words can Adequately Express to be Thankful For   Leave a comment

This image of Provincetown Harbor is one of my favorites. Taken just after sunrise on a not too long ago, jeweled September morning — Apropos for this Thanksgiving Day; the place where the Pilgrims first landed. Provincetown has been an inspiration to me and countless others all those years since the Mayflower made its way to its shore. There is an engraved plaque in the woodland near Pilgrim Heights that stands next to a babbling brook to mark the spot where the first settlers at last, finally found fresh drinking water. The plaque reads “…. And they were heartily glad” — The scene I picture is these ragged travel worn settlers on their knees refreshed and renewed by  their life-giving drink and saying in their heartily glad words…Thank you God! 😉

My prayer of thanks for this day:

 Lord You refresh my faith

And make me new, day by day

Each day different than the next

Thank you that You are here to lean upon

A place of endless rest

Oh why do I waver so

And worry endlessly

When you, at the right time, answer my prayers constantly

Refashioning my doubt and fears

To become tools to help another

I see this all so clear in hindsight

So I thank you God for your grace

You who are here and now, and promise life forever

You whose hand has formed me

First from earth’s soil, to be born in body and soul

Your miracles and love are never ending

And You remain a constant source of strength

Like rushing mountain water falling

You soothe my soul in darkened days of wavering faith

Preparing me to be born yet again like a new sun rising

Feeding me with hope anew




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