The heart, abrim with Faith,
pours forth -
flooding in smile the face of a child.
Abundance of grace, flowers upon breeze's breath,
embracing, perfumed beauty, all:
Reaching out to you and me,
erasing distance, space and time.
Meet Christ, even we,
through this Love, His sign,
across the globe from clime to clime.
Feet, skip lightly upon your path,
sharing one smile, one grace,
forward in joy with her.
Hope thus abounds.
"But thanks be to God, who always leads us in triumphal procession in Christ and through us spreads everywhere the fragrance of the knowledge of him." 2 Cor 2: 14
(Photo: Thanks to The Pilgrim's Way.)
1 year ago