In what form did the spirit appear to you today, the blossom of a flower, the tug of a child’s hand, the silent twinkling stars, an old woman smiling at the bus stop, a lover’s gentle hug, a presence so close to your soul you could almost touch it, words of truth formed unbidden in your...
Poetry
| By
Jean M. Olson
|
April 27, 2015
| From
WorshipWeb