Let us be God’s children.
For that is what we are .
The love we have for grandchildren.
Is the love he bears our star.

I was looking at the plastic penguin in the bath,
Calm , bobbing gently , floating.
Oblivious to all life’s stress .
Never changing, forever smiling .
Perhaps I should be more like it , not less .

And the light playing on the tapestry.
Fitful , yellow, illuminating the story .
Jesus is at the door, holding the lamp by the church vestry .
Again all is calm but leading to glory.

It is in little moments.
That the heart consents.

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Meditation
Can come in little moments
It comes and then goes

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See 1 John 2