I don't usually post links to other people's blogs, but this article by one of the girls I went to college with is beyond beautiful:
And Then You Saw Miracles
Remember when you believed?--there was a significance then to everything, to each blade of grass around the periphery of your path, to each barrier raised in the midst of it. . .
Child of My Love, lean hard! Let Me feel the pressure of your care.
I know your burden, child, I shaped it - Poised it in My own hand
Made no proportion of its weight to thy unaided strength.
For even as I laid it on, I said, “I shall be near,
And while she leans on Me,
So shall I keep My child within the circling arms of My own love.
Here lay it down, nor fear to impose it on a shoulder which upholds the government of worlds!
Yet closer come, you are not near enough!
I would embrace your burden, so I might feel My child reposing on My breast.
You love Me! I know it. Doubt not, then.
But, loving me, lean hard!
~ Anonymous
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