Quiet Eyes: if seeing were believing (mini series)

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I am a mirror broken;

splintered on the harshness

of the marbled week…

Little pieces of me

scattered here and there

still trying to reflect

some shards of

Light.

Then arrives

the Sabbath sun

beckoning through

the key hole of our day

gently climbing up into

the wrinkled lap

of this,

our weary world

wrapping soothing rays

around my soul.

Ahhh…

Sweet rest.

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“Thus says the Lord: Take care for the sake of your lives,

and donot bear a burden on the Sabbath day….”

Jeremiah 17:21

(picture taken by Seth)

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  1. Yes and amen.

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