Thought
For hope of change and cool relief
In lofty heights of strong belief
Many miles - course travelling
Finding us again at the beginning
Some days we see the mountains clear
A distant view makes them seem near
Sometimes the mists come in to hide
And mountain shapes to eyes denied
God’s vision comes in this same way
When our attention does not stray
To those who access Divine Grace
The yearning heart will see His face
Prayer
Dearest Lord, closer than breathing, remove the mist from my eyes so that they may be ever fixed on Thee. May I be satisfied with small steps and precious revelations and be thankful for the journey.
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