Sunday

Puddle Reflections


I measure life by my capacity to feel the fields. 
 To stand up to the hills. 
 To lay my hand in His. 
 I sound the deep-running things of God. 
 I sink the plummet of me deep into the fathoms of His meaning. 
 I reach Him with the long arms of my yearning.
~ Muriel Strode, A Soul's Faring 

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