A Dialogue

“Do not let your heart be troubled…in my father’s house there are many dwelling places.”  John 14

Hosta Greeting the Sun
Hosta Greeting the Sun

She: Rest……….. listen.
Me:  Birdsong, I hear birdsong, and new leaves rustling.
She: All of my creation spreads out before you.
Me: My heart might explode with the joy of it!
She: I will make your heart bigger.
Me: Will the joy fit into a heart filled with sadness?
She: Rest… I will carry the sadness for you.
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Me:
Thank you,
Light Leading Me,
Source of  All My Joy,
Companion of My Soul,
Carrier of All My Sorrow,
My Every Heartbeat,
My Breath,
My Eyes,
Ears,
All.

I Heart Macro
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