My Thoughts on Psalm 23

My Father walks before me leading the way

He gives me everything I need in His time

He quiets the storms. Makes rainbows from my tears

He puts flowers in my path

and the song of the birds in my mornings

Even as I stumble along the way

sometimes falling headlong into trouble

His hand is there when I reach out for Him

But more than that, even when I can't

or won't reach out, even when I can't find my way

still He is there guiding me

When I have lost all hope

given up on everything I trusted in before

He gives me the courage to try again

I have seen His faithfulness over

and over again and again

He understands my fear
He understands my doubts
He knows how fragile

and how vulnerable I am

Then
instead of giving me what I deserve

He gives me
the gift of true love.

Blessings, Kathi

(c)

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Hope

"Hope" is the thing with feathers

That perches in the soul

And sings the tune without the words

And never stops at all

And sweetest in the Gale is heard

And sore must be the storm

That could abash the little Bird

That kept so many warm

I've heard it in the chillest land

And on the strangest Sea

Yet, never, in Extremity,

It asked a crumb of Me.

-Emily Dickinson (1830-1886)

I've been reading and writing poetry for years. This poem is one of my favorites. Perhaps I'll share some of mine later, but for today I'm content to read again the inspirational words of a lovely lady from long ago...