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Delight of my Heart,
I grow ever more grateful
as I pause to look over my shoulder,
reflecting on days gone by,
seeing how your counsel never leaves me.
Perhaps it is the terribly clean dawn
sweeping over the January land
that gifts my heart with a strong sense
of hope, of promise, of blessing.
Somewhere far down inside
I feel cherished and welcomed by you.
I believe you are drawing me ever closer,
with the whisper of "come" in the air.
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Eternal presence, all afire in me,
you breathe upon my embers, they glow.
Your ever-reaching love holds me
as I learn again to not be afraid.
Just as the light has given me morning,
so you, Holy One, have given me hope.
Praise to you for drawing me forward,
encouraging me to bid farewell to the past.
Continue to blow on the embers.
Light the fire again and again.
Flame it bright and full.
Gift me with surrender in love
so that I can be more fully yours.
"Hope" , taken from Prayers
To Sophia,
by Joyce Rupp
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