there's this early bit of morning when the trees ripple gold and the grass is quiet, unwrinkled, and the day seems possible.
and then there's the actual day. :)
it's easy to see God in the quiver of bulrushes, effortless to spot Him in a tatted cotton sky. what's not so painless is to search Him out in the desolate places, to trust His goodness and enough-ness when everything i touch comes up dust.
but right now i'm hoping at the top of my lungs (again) with mandi mapes:
whom have i
when my heart begins to fail
when sorrow fills the streets
and sounds of death prevail
Jesus is my hope
and i know He stills the wind
so take my very life away
as long as i get Him
so let the sky fall down
and earth and cities quake
and i'll say of my God and King
Lord, blessed be Your name.
He's still here. He's still mine. blessed be Your name.
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19 comments:
Oh how I needed to read this right now. When even the moments seem overwhelming and the days are so impossible that it is hard to breathe.
what a beautiful post...your words and prayer but also that fence row...great pictures
oh my goodness girlie that was so beautiful and THOSE pics...wow!!! what lens did you use?? i'm in a pic funk lately. you inspire me.
ahhhh. this post is exactly what i needed at the end of a school day!
aw...such lovely captures. :)
One day I'm going to walk up that lane with a picnic basket, just to see you, and we are going to have a GRAND time!
Beautiful pictures for a beautiful post.
great photos, your post makes me want to take time to see the world from those angles. and To smell that fresh country air. very remarkable
wonderful pictures- so full of beauty... and also wonderful words- what a nice way to start my day! Thanks.
"Jesus is my hope
and i know He stills the wind
so take my very life away
as long as i get Him"
Amen
((HUGS))
Oooooh... I'm loving Mandi! Thanks for the intro - hadn't ever heard of her. My fav right now is jj heller. LOVE her.
Such beautiful photos and words. I so appreciate being refreshed by all the believing bloggers I read every day.
A blog post, a photographic essay, a prayer . . . whatever you call it, it's beautiful, because it has your heart in it.
when everything i touch comes up dust....
i could read your words forever. and what beauty you live in, dear nic... i find him too, outside the window, in the prayer of the sky... when i stare at that sky, everything does seem possible. i'm praying for you friend. i love you too.
amen.
hoping at the top of your lungs is the best way to hope. i love you. i needed these words tonight.
praying for you and yours. keep clinging to jesus.
xo
So beautiful and dreamy!!!I feel uplifted each time I stop by your blog:)
Your first line was perfect and made me giggle, "and then there is the actual day". Always enjoy my trips to your place.
again, i hope you don't mind; i am going to share some of your words here with others. i could read a book of just your photos.=) and i could read a book of just your words.=) great love to you and yours!
beautiful. thank you.
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