No birds have arrived yet at the bird cage I "jimmied" up on my rooftop deck,
yet they gather on the green copper church steeple , 80 feet here in the
sky......
The sun shines stronger than the sounds of the city streets that speak of
activity with the new found day.....
I read st francis of assissi this morning, a book from the monastary bookstore,
in his own words and he quotes from the gospel of john,
Dear father, lord, he who keeps the words of me is in me and I am in you are we
are in eachother and let those you have sent me, who come through me, be with me
in you in heaven,
Thru christ we are received and can live heaven on earth,
With each offering in the hospital, in each room. With every spirit I am able to
see, let them see the love of christ reflected back to them and find, the
sparkle of hope, peace, and love,
Its hard not to reach out a hand, hold, touch, comfort , but I'm doing it with
me eyes......
Saturday morning prose !
All is good, all is here,
-kmg
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