“I always think that the best way to know God is to love many things.” ~ Vincent van Gogh
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Saturday, July 2, 2011

Joy

The preacher spoke of inner joy,
how to find that in small things.

I looked up and saw my friend
coming in through the door.
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5 comments:

  1. AmbiguitylotusJuly 3, 2011 at 2:55 AM

    :) Inner joy can be at times difficult to acknowledge, especially when we are in the midst of hard times like now.

    Thanks for this reminder, Rosemary. :)

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  2. LollyJuly 3, 2011 at 5:52 AM

    This is a sweet poem. I like it very much.

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  3. Rosemary Nissen-WadeJuly 3, 2011 at 7:11 AM

    Thank you both. In fact, Ambiguitylotus, the preacher was speaking on exactly that: finding joy even in hard times such as these.

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  4. LisaJuly 4, 2011 at 9:12 AM

    Rosemary, this is beautiful. I love, "I looked up and saw my friend coming in through the door." I pictured my own dear friend...simply beautiful!

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  5. Rosemary Nissen-WadeJuly 4, 2011 at 10:02 AM

    Oh, thank you! I'm so glad it brought you joy too.

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