"Surely Goodness and Mercy shall follow me all the days of my life, and I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever." (Ps. 23)
Goodness and Mercy are literal things, like sunshine falling unexpectedly across the living room floor. Like the brush of a kiss on a sleeping face. Like silk wrapped around a sorrowing wound. Goodness and Mercy, waters from God, rush in us, through us, around us. Gathering droplets, Mercyfalls down like rain. It covers the morning earth, and we step onto the grass, leaving barefooted prints. Fears, regrets and sorrows of sins grown old, wash from our skin. Their voices blend into a harmony, calling, softly, then loudly, like rolling foam beneath the falls, laughing, joyfully speaking, "Yes, my Dear, the water's clear and it's clean; take a plunge, and when you step away, let its Beauty flow from your soul."
Goodness and Mercy are literal things, like sunshine falling unexpectedly across the living room floor. Like the brush of a kiss on a sleeping face. Like silk wrapped around a sorrowing wound. Goodness and Mercy, waters from God, rush in us, through us, around us. Gathering droplets, Mercyfalls down like rain. It covers the morning earth, and we step onto the grass, leaving barefooted prints. Fears, regrets and sorrows of sins grown old, wash from our skin. Their voices blend into a harmony, calling, softly, then loudly, like rolling foam beneath the falls, laughing, joyfully speaking, "Yes, my Dear, the water's clear and it's clean; take a plunge, and when you step away, let its Beauty flow from your soul."
1 comment:
Thank you, Julie. It's beautiful.
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