Walk in the Woods

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Abstract: Fading Sun

A poem, about the slow change of summer into fall.

After months of early mornings and scorching cloudless days, the sun is losing her steam.

She shows up a little later and leaves a little earlier than she did the day before.

The mornings now cool and the forests ever just starting to red and yellow,

And evening shadows grow longer due to her shifting flight pattern.

I applaud the effort and dedication to her profession- to give us warmth and light and direction.

But as August fades into September, it’s time for her to retire,

to rest and recoup for next year.

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Abstract: Sunshine and the Storms

Nothing of this world or the next,

Not a thought, emotion, or belief,

That can or could separate me from Him,

His light and constant Grace.

Here I stand, where the dark clouds and sunshine meet.

The bright light against the ominous shadow is stunning.

All truth in a snapshot of Nature.

I once lived in fear of the storms,

Even on the sunniest of days,

My thoughts reminded me of the thunder to come.

And, come it did.

Violent wind and lightning stomped its way through my heart,

At times, in endless waves.

I felt alone and lost,

Unworthy of anything but chaos and shame.

In my powerlessness, I medicated with temporary pleasures and sad songs,

Doomed to sit in the pit of self-pity I dug for me.

“What is life?” I wondered.

Then, on an ordinary day, in an ordinary way, I beheld my constant friend,

The Sun.

Our source of life and light, warmth and health.

He’s is always there, shinning His blessing on each of us.

The downpours come and go, but the Sun remains.

Day after day, I began to focus on the Him,

And, His grace eternal.

Day after day, I began to believe in the power of the Sun to heal my life,

Rather than the ability of the storms to destroy it.

Now, I know the Truth beyond experience or feeling.

Storms are part of life- a necessary part of life.

Regardless of how black their shadow or loud their scream,

The Sun still shines on the other side, and I will behold Him again.

When the rage subsides and the cover fades,

I will march out into His bright light,

To absorb His goodness, and find my strength renewed.

There is nothing on earth, old or new,

Nothing of this world or the next,

Not a thought, emotion, or belief,

That can or could separate me from Him,

His light and constant Grace.

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Abstraction: Sun and Stars

In the sun we do, and under the stars we dream. Always surrounded by His majesty.

What an honor and delight to be alive, to experience the blessing of a universe packed with life and wonder.

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She is a consistent reminder of His faithfulness.

Churning and burning for us, she showers us with life and warmth.

Our life an extension of her own. Our ancient sun, the sustainer of life.

As one blessing fades with the day, another is reviled. Glory to Glory.

As one sun hides behind the turn of Earth, a million suns come to play.

They dance and shine, each one a light of the night. In unison, a display of His creative mind.

In the sun we do, and under the stars we dream. Always surrounded by His majesty.

What an honor and delight to be alive, to experience the blessing of a universe packed with life and wonder.

Thank you, Father.

 

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A: Is the Sun Silent

I closed my eyes to push the tears down my face.

No. He doesn’t care about quality or pedigree. And, I am not alone.

He hugs my heart, speaks wisdom to my mind, and purpose to my soul.

This is light and life.

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I sat on the dewy grass to stare at the sun as it set beyond the mountains.

Another day nearly done.

I wondered if the sun makes sound.

After all, it is a firey ball of exploding gases.

Or perhaps is works in silence as it showers us with light and life?

My thoughts faded as it dipped below the mountain tops.

And as the last glimpses of the day held on, my mind turned to God.

For a few cold moments, I felt abandoned.

Why?

To know God, to have faith, and still to doubt.

This is human.

Lord, where are you? I asked in a whisper.

Finally, I heard His voice.

I am here, He whispered back.

I feel empty. Like a failure. Again.

His answer surprised me.

I asked you to stay with Me, and you did.

You continue to show up. And, I’m proud of you.

I do not measure you with a ruler and checked boxes.

I do not judge you by your failures or careless words.

I relish your open heart and you honor Me with your dedication.

This is your success.

Now, finish whatever you start.

Do not fear the middle of the trip.

And do not look to the next step, rather focus your heart and mind to task at hand.

I closed my eyes to push the tears down my face.

No. He doesn’t care about my quality or pedigree. And, I am not alone.

He hugs my heart, cleanses my mind, and gifts my soul with purpose.

This is the sound of eternal Light and Life.

He is no silent Son.


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