About The River

Monday, April 7, 2014

I come in the little things,


I come in the little things,
Saith the Lord:
Yea, on the glancing wing
Of eager birds, the softly pattering feet
Of furred and gentle beasts.

I come in the little things,
Saith the Lord:
Not borne on the morning's wings
Of majesty, but I have set My feet 
Amidst the delicate and bladed wheat.

I come in the little things,
Saith the Lord. Amen.

Evelyn Underhill
 

7 comments:

  1. Beautiful words and daffodils! Thanks for following my blog!! It is nice to know someone else is reading it!:)

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  2. Beautiful poem, Carla.
    I too find great joy in the little things that the Lord has blessed my life with.
    We can never praise Him enough!

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  3. Beautiful! The beauty of the Lord is all around us. Is there anything as cheering as pure yellow? Well, probably, I'm just focused on those gorgeous daffodils just now. Have a beautiful day Carla!

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  4. Hi Carla...thanks for stopping by today on my blog and I know you would love, love, love, Maine so hope someday you can come for a visit. I'll be sure to put the kettle on and hope that you would come and stop by and share a pot of coffee or tea with me and some chit-chat too. I miss having friends around...guess that's why I love my blog so much...I've met so many wonderful friends here...but the hard part is never being able to meet them. Hope that someday that will change. Have a wonderful night. Hugs, Kathy

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High Fives from Wisconsin!

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