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Even the hawks know, as they launch our prayers from their wings,
rivers run deep, in the lowest valleys,
running faster, and more beautiful
than ever before. And still waters
run a deeper quiet, bringing us
closer, awakening our spirits
to seek the river, and a hawk
to lift our prayers
from the earth to the sky.
Poetry and Image © Copyright 2018, ancient skies
Pine trees never break in the January wind, instead bending
in their quiet resistance, and yet yielding
creating a stronger hope, they still hold on
to our prayers
even in the fury and wildness
of the January wind.
Poetry and Image © Copyright 2018, ancient skies
“God is our refuge, and strength, a very present help in trouble.”
Psalm 46:1
Is there any wonder why so many people have been encouraged by the Psalms? Is there any wonder why so many people have faith in the God of heaven and earth?
And the term here, “a very present help” means He not only knows everything, but He is the God of now, meaning He is right here, with us at this moment!!
Lord God Almighty, You know everything we go through, and we ask You continue to be with us! Amen.
Note originally posted on my other website:
Walking Through Psalms. You can find it here:
http://www.walkingthroughpsalms.wordpress.com
Writing and Image Copyright © 2018, ancient skies
quote from the KJV Bible
As a seagull glides through the frozen air,
and ice crystals sparkle on top of the snow,
we can sense our prayers ascending
released,
from the quiet
in our hearts.
Poetry © Copyright 2018, ancient skies, Image from google, by unknown artist
Lord God, I realize Democrats are not without their own sins,
but thank you for the results
in Alabama.
Maybe now,
perhaps – we can begin
to heal
returning our rhetoric squarely
to the realm of sanity,
and respect.
Hopefully.
Note: Yes I am on a break, but this has been on my mind for the past several days.
Poetry and Image © Copyright 2017, ancient skies
“True darkness is not only the absence of light,
but the conviction that the light
will never return.”
from the movie, “Justice League”
May hope be our light.
One Line Poem and Image © Copyright 2017, ancient skies
During this thanksgiving season Lord God, we lift up
to you all those oppressed in our world,
the victims of war, refugees,
all those who mourn, grieving
deeply in their spirits,
those with little or no food
to eat, those that are sick
and lacking medical care,
please work in these areas,
in physical and in tangible ways,
as in the days of old.
Pull us through the darkness,
and out into the light.
Help us Lord God to be lights too
of encouragement,
with whatever hope we can offer.
We know You can do this
Lord God, and so we humbly ask.
Amen.
Prayer Poem and Image © Copyright 2017, ancient skies
