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Psalm 144:4 Man is like a breath; his days are like a fleeting shadow.

Monthly Archives: April 2024

Divine Journey

Just like those few you journeyed with that night
We may want to claim our hearts rekindled, burning bright
More often, though, we stumble on with failing sight
And so we gather here collectively to seek your light

We look for solace in this sacred sip of wine
Thinking it’s here we hope to host communion with the divine
Looking to a special holy place or hallowed time
to bring to you the earthly mess of our human pantomime

Because many times we trudge with only valley’s view
When lofty heights of mountain tops seem precious few
And in our desperate drive to drink of heavenly dew
Forgetting all your plans that point to making all things new
We miss the familiar footsteps falling, as all along we’ve walked right next to you