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DuluthGA:
Good day to you too JacieLeigh!  Good thought and right-on:

We are blessed with each day we awake.

A good one to stick on the bathroom mirror!  :)

I've been blessed with a new neighbor friend this summer, Mary Feagan.  She is an artist and a poet.  Just for fun, I'd like to share two of her poems with you:

Full

My soul is fat, full of grace, satisfied, purring
a cat licking cream off her face.
I wasn't always like that, like this
choosing bliss, choosing to feel full
as a mama dove sitting on six eggs in her nest.
Of course, I'm not always feeling the fullness.
Sometimes I get restless, sink down into sad, soggy thoughts
have to chin myself back to precarious peace.
But now, at least, I know what to do to feel full.
I get my journal, walk in Nature, phone a friend
but mostly I know to sit still, sit tall, sit inside the big Love
and feel part of it all.
Then I lick cream off the face of God.
Again I'm that mama dove sitting on six eggs in her nest.
I breathe deeply and rest.
I feel full.

Jesus' Eyes

I say to Jesus, my big brother and friend
Jesus, Jesus, I want to see with Your eyes.
Your eyes saw the deep truth, never lied.
They saw through skin tough as dragon scales
to tender hearts, to scared shy bruised bleeding hearts
behind yelling fire-breath accusations, insults and insinuations.
And then seeing those soft hearts, You loved them, scales and all.
How did you do that?  Talk about the power and the glory.
Jesus, Jesus, I want to do that too.
I want to see like You do.

And Jesus says to me, "Mary, Mary
that's exactly what I want you to do.
Here, take My eyes and never look back.
Seeing with them may have a blind side
but oh, the bliss of seeing love in everyone.
Use my eyes, Mary.  Consider them yours."

Mary has been believing in universal reconciliation for years!  I just met her in June yet we've been living in the same neighborhood for twenty years.  I ask you to pray with me for her to come unto the knowledge of more truths.  These poems somehow made me think of you and your post.

Hope you enjoyed them!  I did.  :)
With love,
Janice

P.S.  I don't think Mary meant Jesus was 'blind' per se, but sees through to people's hearts.   ;)

jacieleigh:
Thank you for sharing those. Your friend has a gift from God with her words. Although you have lived close by to one another for so long , there is a reason that God has given you one another now. Enjoy that gift of friendship. JacieLeigh

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