Tuesday, March 12, 2013

Ointment

God, my God-
Your promises  soothe my soul.
I feel the grating, ragged claws of worry
Until your promise, like soft wind
Or warm water, falls over my heart and mind.
I breath out worry and fear,
And am filled with hope, trust, and confidence.
Gentle feelings seize me.

You are good and so generous, God.

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