hope
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I Have Not Seen
What to say; I use words to hold on. We know something is wrong, maybe even everything; And this assumes we know Or have some idea of Wholeness. Scripture calls it Sabbath: When all is right with the world, we can rest. For now, we wait. It’s a lonely business Or at least, that’s how Continue reading
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Prayer Continuing
Realizing this will be my prayer all my mortal days: Satisfy me in you. Forever asking Because my foolish heart is forever distracted By the glimmering dreams of this world. Perhaps their glow and temptation will lessen, someday. This is the hope which underlies my prayers, That each morning will find my heart More drawn Continue reading
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Prayer Excerpted
Lord, you do not grow tired or weary, Yet I still worry that you will tire Of my asking for the same thing, again Asking for what I am still unsure I actually want. You know, I’ve become accustomed to Fear; I press close to it as a familiar friend, My surety in the midst Continue reading
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That Thing Which Keeps Me In
Hope, so they say, Is a thing with feathers Which springs eternal: The sustenance of faith. For me, what is left: Defaulting to hope As a seasonal activity Intermingled with rainy clouds And bursts of sunshine, Here again, back again. Tattered and frayed, This year finds me A little worse for wear. Yet still I Continue reading
About Me
I’m Stephanie – a perpetual student and aspiring hobbit. I love language, literature, and theology. I’m happiest when surrounded with good food, good company, and things that grow.
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