
“There is an inmost center in us all, where truth abides in fullness;….and, to know,
rather consists in opening out a way where the imprisoned splendor may escape,
then in effecting entry for a light supposed to be without.” ― Robert Browning


“There is an inmost center in us all, where truth abides in fullness;….and, to know,
rather consists in opening out a way where the imprisoned splendor may escape,
then in effecting entry for a light supposed to be without.” ― Robert Browning

A single sunbeam is enough
to drive away many shadows.
~St. Francis of Assisi
Birds sing after a storm;
why shouldn’t people
feel as free to delight
in whatever sunlight remains
to them.
~Rose Kennedy
The top picture above was taken a month ago of a river in our area. The photo beneath it is that same river now, a month later. But today the sun is shining, the birds are singing, and all’s right with the world. Praise the Lord! Thank you for the rain and for the end of this awful drought here; thank you now for the sun that’s blessing this Sabbath.
The moon will shine like the sun, and the sunlight will be seven times brighter, like the light of seven full days, when the Lord binds up the bruises of his people and heals the wounds he inflicted. ~Isaiah 30:26 ✝
**Top photo via Pinterest; bottom two aerial photos via local news station
Let the veil of silence fall presently over what happened afterwards.
Silence, too, can speak out.
Lech Walesa
“I believe in Christianity as I believe that the sun has risen: not only because I see it, but because by it I see everything else.”
― C.S. Lewis

(tiny tomato blooms basking in the sun / Julie Cook / 2015)
She teases, tantalizes and titilates, dancing in and out. . .
Often hiding behind a thin gossamer veil.
Embracing with tender warmth, she soothes and caresses weary souls.
Yet like a fickle temptress, her sweet warmth can grow hot with rage. . .
It is without warning that she can assail the unsuspecting with her wicked wrath.
Yet more often than not, she greets each day sweetly . . .
In a sleepy silence. . .growing ever more beautiful and bright.
She beams in glowing radiance. . .
Yet as it…
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