Thank you, Brightest Love and Light,
for showing us that we still might
shine with your love and peace.
Your love will shine and never cease
to remain with us in every day
through your small, ordinary way…

The breaking of dawn,

long shadows on the lawn,

the light of love that shines upon
downcast souls like me.

Orange on trees,

the fields of weeds,
(the spectacular sneeze)

the fragrance of the peonies.

We hold our grief, we feel despair
then look to you – and hope is there,
reminding us that when we choose
to shine your light in every hue
even in meager and humble ways
we’ll brighten your world with love today.


Where can I go from your Spirit?
    Where can I flee from your presence?
If I go up to the heavens, you are there;
    if I make my bed in the depths, you are there.
If I rise on the wings of the dawn,
    if I settle on the far side of the sea,
even there your hand will guide me,
    your right hand will hold me fast.
If I say, “Surely the darkness will hide me
    and the light become night around me,”
even the darkness will not be dark to you;
    the night will shine like the day,
    for darkness is as light to you.

(Psalm 139:7-12 NIV)

Photos by Karen, dawn on May 17, 2022
Psalm found at https://www.biblegateway.com/

6 Comments on “…AND YET

  1. Beautiful indeed, Karen. Thank you! You have inspired me to get busy memorizing Psalm 139 which was included in the memorial services of my sister and my mother.

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    • Thank you, my friend. It IS a beautiful passage, isn’t it? So comforting. I may do the same.


  2. You and I must play our part
    in setting the storm to cease
    for the Lord’s placed in each heart
    a seed that will grow into peace
    if it’s watered well and bared
    to the warm rays of the Son,
    and as it grows it must be shared,
    best with all, at least with some.
    Only we can alter things
    that have gone terribly wrong,
    but nurtured, this beginning brings
    compassion to the proud and strong,
    compassion for their weaker brethren,
    compassion that’s the breath of Heaven.

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