Fingering the heavens,
fingering the eternal,
reaching,
reaching for the knowing part of this God-friendship,
needing not just instruction, but communion,
needing not just a job description, but a guiding
with your eye upon me.
Presence—intelligible.
Presence—concrete.
And never alone: I would be
friend of, collaborator with,
fingering eternity now.
yes....so true and He is so faithful.
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DeleteI feel depth in your words, Lilly, a strong yearning.
ReplyDeleteYes, there is wonder in the now, but the longing for restoration trumps all.
DeleteLilly...I hope you and yours' are well. I miss hearing from you. I enjoy your blogs/pictures!
ReplyDeleteThanks for noticing. I have been busy, and I keep up with my other blog first that gets more traffic. Then with school and fighting headaches, I often run out of time to post here. Agh. And time flies. Thanks for the reminder. I'm on it. :-)
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