Friday, March 13, 2009

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3/13/09 Friday

Learn to do without

Dad is gone and other friends I thought would always be

I can’t walk upright straight I’m sprung where there should be spring

There are voices and faces distant  that I should be able to see

But they live far from me

The peripheral longings, that makes down here incomplete

Is the Father’s design of faith until we worship all together

at our savior’s feet.

 

 

 

Yesterday I was in pain again for periods of time. I saw what Amy Carmichael old time poet and missionary to India spoke of her illnesses as iron rings around her, imprisoned. Yet her inner man where she abides with Christ is light and life and the pain and suffering is not there but is in Christ which makes all the difference.

 

 

This morning blue skies and morning rays of light shine through the trees. I think of the announcing of Christ I’m sure there will be quite the light show for that day, For He himself will be the light of heaven. I wonder if that’s why I never see the face of GOD in my prayers? Oh I know he has one I can’t imagine so much love and mercy to be without a face. Yet he is so much more than we can even imagine probably explains it best.

 

 

 

 

 

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