And then, God, you gave me water in the midst of my desert wilderness.
In the experience of receiving this water my fast was broken.
It is time now to embrace both silence and word,
To come gently to the banquet of your knowledge.
May listening to your words to me be my food of life.
May the promise of renewed knowledge of you be my sustinence.
Baren
Laid waste
Frozen through
Winter Frost
Pure snow
Beautiful Hope
Promises
Posibilities
New Hopes
How appropriate it is that the New Year come in winter.
We are given the opportunity to enter gently and reflectively letting our hopes for the year take root and blossom; just as nature is taking root - resting - waiting to blossom once again.
God, the way you weave all together in a beautiful intricate interdependence never ceases to leave me in awe. Thank you. AMEN
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