All Day…
All Day…
I carried the
weight of
so many
‘items.’
I was not
carrying
anything
‘Alone’…
Some-THING
was always
present to
aid me.
Even when I
grew tired—
I KNEW
I FELT
‘presence.’
The end of
the day
called me
to a quiet place.
I found
a sturdy shelter
and together
the one lifting
the burdens
of the day with me—
found Rest.
So nice, Thankyou for all your words and pictures, I’m very grateful
I, too, am most grateful for your kind words…