The doorway is reached
through
toil and completed work.
Step across the
threshold
into the holy day
of rest.
Bless the day -
allow rest
to have its way
with you
and
flourish.
Listen to the silence
that isn't
silence at all.
Be still and
feel the earth rotate,
the wind breathe.
Lean into
the King's strength
and care;
enjoy the kingdom
He created.
Rest in Him.
Turn your striving aside and trust.
Remember His blessings.
Enjoy with God
the cheerful chickadees
delighting
in the bubbling fountain;
the young stag
wandering through dew wet grass.
Receive even the rain
on a summer day
as a gift,
and marvel.
Oh Carol, thank you. Your ability to transcribe a message to its essence blesses me.
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