I am perusing my old journals and gleaning thoughts, ideas to post. This is from a journal stashed in the back drawer of a desk for the past three years. Some scribblings grew into poems and some were just jottings that are now buried gems to polish and share.
Sept 17, 2004
Invariably the sun is shining somewhere in this universe. Whether it rains, storms, blizzards or fog seeps in here or there, obscuring its brighter view. God's love immutably basks upon His Creation.
Funny, how we do not see, feel, or comprehend it---His Omnipresence (His "always with us"). We walk within our own ground covered cloud and ask, "Where is He, our Lord, our God?"
---Darlene Moore Berg
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