(Archived from a book in a box in the closet)Tonight is no different than yesterdays’ night.
It is night--no more, no less……..
Minutes tossed together transform into hours.
Hours.
Hours when one is commanded to rest.....
I do not rest well these days.
I do not listen well these days.
I do not hear commands or obey... these days.
Rest will come when it comes.
Hours will not dictate that.
Darkness will not dictate that......
5 comments:
I have known nights like this.
they are not my favorite....
I have been recently thinking about obedience and lack of the same....although I can not claim that I do not hear...
{{{{{ mel }}}}}
Keep on, keeping on, Mel, and don't stop for anything or anyone.
{{{{{ Mel }}}}}
This post sums up how it is right now, day and night. Sometimes good and sometimes bad and each gives something to my life. Although it may take a while for me to spot what if I've been awake most of the night!
I love the words below as well, definately what I aspire to as I don't have a faith and look to me to find my way by doing the best I can.
xx
beautiful words
thank you for finding them and sharing them
Whew! Profound... and intensely true...
(((Mel)))
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