I come in the little things

Witnesses to Hope

I come in the little things,
Saith the Lord:
Not borne on morning wings
Of majesty, but I have set My Feet
Amidst the delicate and bladed wheat
That springs triumphant in the furrowed sod.
There do I dwell, in weakness and in power:
Not broken or divided, saith our God!
In your straight garden plot I come to flower:
About your porch My Vine
Meek, fruitful, doth entertwine;
Waits, at the threshold, Love’s appointed hour.

I come in the little things,
Saith the Lord:
Yea, on the glancing wings
Of eager birds, the softly pattering feet
Of furred and gentle beasts, I come to Meet
Your hard and wayward heart.  In brown bright eyes
That peep from out the brake, I stand confest.
On ever nest
Where feathery Patience is content to brood
And leaves her pleasure for the high emprize
Of motherhood–
There doth my Godhead rest.


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2 thoughts on “I come in the little things

  1. So much to enjoy and absorb from your posts. Thanks very much.

    Recently bought iPad mini, and like much about it. But its storage is extremely Limited, and I m realizing all your wonderful photos are killing me for space. Do you know of any EASY way to delete the photos, once enjoyed, whilst Keeping the verbiage ?

    Thanks very much. Marcia Lang Sent from my iPad


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