Wednesday, September 18, 2024

Father’s palm

 On that school bus

Years gone by

Began 

The search

For You

Scared

But knew

Strength

Was not

In my grasp

So I silently

Relented

Big yellow

Let me

To the steeples

And spires

Now it 

Isn’t the steeples

That keep me

Running

Back into

That strength

Fear brings

Me back

Your love

Keeps me

Firmly rooted

Planted in soil

Richly protected

Holy water

At hand

In the Father’s palm

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11 comments:

  1. Heather{Our Life In a Click}September 18, 2024 at 6:08 AM

    Beautiful!

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  2. LucinalvaSeptember 18, 2024 at 6:19 AM

    Bom dia!
    É uma grande bênção está nas mãos do Pai Celestial, Ele cuida de nós, um forte abraço.

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  3. Anne in the kitchenSeptember 18, 2024 at 7:03 AM

    Amen!

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  4. Martha Jane OrlandoSeptember 18, 2024 at 8:29 AM

    So eloquent, Regine, yet simple. Wow!

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  5. BetsySeptember 18, 2024 at 8:42 AM

    Beautiful. He loves us.
    Blessings,
    Betsy

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  6. rupam sarmaSeptember 18, 2024 at 9:15 AM

    So nice. God Bless.

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  7. bookwormSeptember 18, 2024 at 12:49 PM

    What a wonderful thing it is to find faith at an early age and knowing you are not alone in life's journey. Alana ramblinwitham.blogspot.com

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  8. Rainbow EveningSeptember 18, 2024 at 3:12 PM

    Amen...

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  9. MariSeptember 18, 2024 at 4:05 PM

    This is a beautiful testimony Regine.

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  10. Veronica LeeSeptember 18, 2024 at 8:10 PM

    It's a blessing to discover faith early in life and have the reassurance that you're not walking through life's journey alone, R.

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  11. Red Rose AlleySeptember 20, 2024 at 7:18 AM

    That is the best place to be, in the palm of His hand.

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