Voyage
Note from Belinda: I read this prayer yesterday and again today--and then I read it to Susan after cell group, when we were having our "second cup" of decaff coffee together. I knew that she'd love it. She has a framed picture on her office wall of a little blond haired girl in a sail boat on a stormy sea. A fatherly sailor,with a weather beaten face; in a gray sou'wester, holds her close, as he capably mans the tiller. This prayer reminds me of that picture and influenced what I wrote earlier today, when I used the metaphor of ebbing waves to describe a lack of consistency and my desire to crash over the sandbar into the peaceful pool on the other side. ( Susan sent me a link to the painting, which was done by American impressionist Robert Reid in 1888. It hangs in the Metropolitan Museum of Modern Art in NYC.) Be bless ed by the beauty of this prayer. OH LORD OF THE OCEANS, My little bark sails on a restless sea, Grant that Jesus may sit at the
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It's a marvel to me that people have time to celebrate at all in this season of madness. (I was at the mall today. Yikes!)
When those who love you make the effort to ensure you have a real birthday celebration at this time of year, when so many other things compete for their attention, you KNOW you're loved!
Right?
Blessings on your day, Friday!
It's a marvel to me that people have time to celebrate at all in this season of madness. (I was at the mall today. Yikes!)
When those who love you make the effort to ensure you have a real birthday celebration at this time of year, when so many other things compete for their attention, you KNOW you're loved!
Right?
Blessings on your day, Friday!