Thank you, Lord,
for the mystery of mists on cold mornings;
wreathing us in uncertainty,
teasing our senses
and playfully calling us
to a game of blind man’s bluff.
How else can faith be exercised?
for the mystery of mists on cold mornings;
wreathing us in uncertainty,
teasing our senses
and playfully calling us
to a game of blind man’s bluff.
How else can faith be exercised?
© Sr. Sandra CSBC
26th June 2015
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