Clio Posted December 9, 2005 Posted December 9, 2005 Time for a walk.... Quote A heart where He alone has first place.
Clio Posted December 9, 2005 Author Posted December 9, 2005 A walk in the rain, misty and cold. With gloves and coat and hat. An umbrella to shelter the tears of my soul. A walk in the rain will help with that. Down misty alleys filled with power lines huddled under my coat and umbrella. Somehow the wetness feels sorta fine While lights pop on kind of yella'. Pale white light casts no heat as people come home in the city. Evening steals in on soft cat's feet and the rain pounds out a soft ditty. A walk in the rain, misty and cold relieves my mind of it's stresses. The tears of my soul are no longer bold but hide from the rain in my tresses. ~clio Quote A heart where He alone has first place.
Clio Posted December 9, 2005 Author Posted December 9, 2005 Ecclesiastes 4:10 For if they fall, the one will lift up his fellow: but woe to him [that is] alone when he falleth; for [he hath] not another to help him up. Quote A heart where He alone has first place.
Clio Posted December 9, 2005 Author Posted December 9, 2005 Walking is nice. Post some walking pictures and let's walk together. Quote A heart where He alone has first place.
Clio Posted December 10, 2005 Author Posted December 10, 2005 Your welcome... Watch this space for more walking. Clio Quote A heart where He alone has first place.
jasd Posted December 12, 2005 Posted December 12, 2005 Hey, great! I've been down those streets... and they're still in my soul... So's those days of tall trees and silver sun. Heartwarming, Clio. Good on top you. Quote
Clio Posted December 12, 2005 Author Posted December 12, 2005 You are very welcome. There's a lesson in these photos.... Watch this thread for more walking. Clio Quote A heart where He alone has first place.
Clio Posted December 12, 2005 Author Posted December 12, 2005 Clouds sink low as the path climbs high on the shoulders of the mountain. My thirst grows and my mouth is dry As I search for the living Fountain. The path is narrow, steep, and slick. From valley deeps to ridgelines. Winding upwards, fogged in mists Drawn onward, up the incline. By the cool clear water’s flow My Saviour gently leads me. Where He leads I gladly go, I am His sheep, He feeds me. From the wells of joy I drew refreshing living water. Freely offered, my joy grew As the Daughter of my Father. From mountain top to valley deep The path leads into peril. I pray the Lord my soul to keep From demons dark and feral. His rod and staff they comfort me. The rain beats down upon us. I walk by faith, the path unseen With calm, unfailing trust. By the cool clear water’s flow My Saviour gently leads me. Where He leads I gladly go, I am His sheep, He feeds me. ~clio~ Quote A heart where He alone has first place.
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