Message from friend: "Bad dreams etc, please pray." Some do.
Amen, amen. Oh God, we know no things
that run or swim, or slide, or skip, or stand
or crawl, or move about, or glide on wings
can ever separate us from your hand
of love, because the whole bang lot depends,
the past, the present, and the future too,
upon creative love of God who sends
out all existence, by his choosing to.
For he's who keeps alive, in his own self,
as one imagines things within one's mind.
And he's who understands sickness and health,
the source of Good, from whom it is defined.
And we as God's own children miss the face
of Father/Mother of all life that is,
as unborn babe when in it's hiding place,
within it's mother's self dain't feel her kiss.
So we rejoice that in these tri-als now,
along with all our fears, that wear us down,
we may recall you who is boss and "Wow!"
As we sit here "with you" we hardly frown.
And so we would remember, as you told
us to, when we share food and drink with those
who are our fam-i-ly, with faith that's bold,
who don't shrink back, but stand against their foes;
so we recall, our father, Jesus Christ!
It's you & he, we'll trust to so provide
our needs, down here in womb-world. This suffice;
untill we "see" you, on the other side.
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