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The Lonely Path

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I awoke feeling alone again on just one of many mornings.

The cloudy sky unleashed a sheet of rain; a dark and gloomy beginning.

I knew I would embark on a long voyage on a lonely  and dimly lit trail.

It’s a path that only I will follow and I wondered if I’d fly, float, or fail.

For there are tasks before me that I’m duty bound to complete.

Only the Loving Lord sees them all and knows if I will succeed.

This is just one day in a lifelong journey on an unseen road forged for me.

I need to bravely follow by faith along this quiet trail which I cannot see.

But I know that Jesus will kindly lead me and gently hold my trembling hand

As I silently walk this lonely path which I do not understand.

Finding Hope, Inspiration, and Some Laughs

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Are you ready for something different today? I have been taking a Blogging 101 class and each day we have a new assignment. Today’s assignment was to be a good neighbor by visiting other blogs and leaving thoughtful comments. So I thought I would share here some of the inspirational, hopeful and even humorous blogs that I have recently discovered:

Source of Inspiration:  http://patcegan.wordpress.com/2014/04/25/giving-up-suffering/

Work in the Margin:   http://writerose.files.wordpress.com/2014/04/moonlight-on-cove.jpg

Gone Catawampus:   http://gonecatawampus.com/

photographybykent:  http://photographybykent.wordpress.com/

I hope everyone enjoys looking at these and finding some inspiration or a laugh for today.

 

Rainy Day

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A grayish sky filled with many billowy clouds.

Rain drizzling and pattering the ground.

A brisk wind creeping up and stirring the water sodden leaves.

Cool air brushes my face; my bare arms tingle in the moistened breeze.

Falling water feeds the grass making it green again.

It’s a time of cleansing, healing, and growing.  And I’ve only to thank him.

To Read A Good Book

 

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To read a good book, a story; to open the cover and its’ pages slowly unfold

is like walking into a delightful place of wonder which only the mind’s eye can behold.

Its’ story, its’ scene, and its’ characters soon find a dwelling place inside the soul and heart

of the enchanted reader whose fond remembrance of them will not soon depart.

May You Find Your Happy Place

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Whether it be at night while gazing at the stars and full moon

Or watching the golden sun rise or seeing it reach high noon,

May you find your happy place where you’re content and feel blissfully free;

Where you discover within yourself peaceful serenity.

Whether it be in the late evening when only the crickets are singing

Or in the early dawn when the morning bells are gently ringing,

May you find your happy place where you and God can quietly be;

Where you’re wrapped in his love with a hint heaven-scented eternity.

Whether walking in the forest where robins and meadow larks sing in the trees

Or sitting on the sandy seashore where your bare skin tingles in the wet, salty breeze,

May you find your happy place; a silent refuge from the world of grief;

Where your hurting soul is showered in soothing, quenching relief.

Whether you’re sitting in the park in the warmth of the glistening sunlight

Or lying awake in the still moments of the deepest, darkest night,

May you find your happy place where your spirit gladly rests;

Where you remember you are deeply loved and forever blessed.

I Hear the Birds

 

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I hear the birds singing; an unseen choir a midst the leafy branches of the swaying trees.

Their small voices are many and unique; their whistles, their chirps and their melodies

ride the quietly flowing breeze.

Their joyous songs bring sweet thoughts to my mind and a deep sense of gentle peace to

my uplifted heart. How i love to hear the birds above and may they always be near, always

present, never to depart.

Morning Light

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As the new bright day is dawning and the first rays of sunlight filter in,

the Lord lovingly and gently awakens me.

My eyes slowly open and as watchful consciousness alerts my thoughts and soul,

I turn to look out the glass pane to to quietly and even wistfully see.

The leafy trees are a pale shade of green and the sky a gentle hue of blue.

Everything glistens beneath the sun’s transparent rays and the morning dew.

Now my soul is filled with earnest contentment of the simple and gentle beginning

so I arise with my thoughts on the Lord and with quiet anticipation.

In a gentle voiced prayer, i answer, “Thank you, Lord for showering me

with your sunshine and your sweet love today and

thank you Lord for your faithfulness in staying with me through this

gentle, sunlit day.

Hope

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Hope is my special faith that I keep deep down inside

If I feel overwhelmed with hurt then to Hope I must confide.

Then I am encouraged and I feel my strength once again.

I stop to remember that Hope is my everlasting friend.

I must hold onto my friend, I must never let him out of my sight.

For if I lose him in the darkness of grief then I must find Hope

to again see the light.

Thinking About Spring

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Sunshine glistens above the baby-leafed trees as a gentle wind blankets the land and sea.

Purple violets and dandelions too sprinkle the lawn like morning dew.

Radiant rainbow arches high after a thunderous storm has left the sky.

Ivy leaves and new vines begin to sprout starting their journey up a white trellised house.

Nesting robins and joyous meadowlarks tweet happy melodies that warm the heart.

Gentle doe leads her spotted fawn across the wildflower covered meadow land.