To be still is to learn your next move

​Monday’s Message

Dark blue
Deep hue 
As the silhouettes of trees
Finally come into view 
Before the sun rises 
I seek after You 

To greet my day 
With more than a kiss from coffee and grace
But to be my foundation 
My almighty base
and as I interlace 
My fingers find my heads resting place
 
I bow in reverence
In awe of this time 
Quite often missed by the callings of life
But as the house sleeps 
The wind howls
It greets
A gusty fall morning breeze
and I feel at home 
I feel at ease

This time right now 
I choose to devote between You and me
 So let me be still 
As I long to hear you speak 
Taking my mind off of my to-do's 
Lord, make me move 
As the sun still begs to come into view
The clouds obscure
Yet it still feels the lure 
To be seen 
To be known 
The sky calling it home 
and Today its duty may not be to shine 
but to simply provide
That all too familiar warmth
As we trek onward 
It lets us point 
Moving in a new direction 
As the season flips a coin
The sun wraps us in a blanket 
As we cocoon 
We join
and This is our time 
To plant seeds 
To try 
As the world burrows deep 
Behind closed doors they hide
But merry and folly
The sun still shines
Breaking through the cold chill 
The thin ice
o let us be still
In His presence
God's will
Let the people come
Let the merry songs be sung
and look at all that you can do 
The near future ahead of you
Our Morning Star is still here
Indeed very near 
So let us be one
Basking in His warmth 
Relishing in His fear

-Abigail Rice
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