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Band of sojourners
see the ladder on earth reaching heaven
that by our endurance
we will win the prize at the end
“My home is by your altars, Lord…blessed are those who dwell in your house, they never cease to praise you.” –Psalm 84:4-5
More beautiful than the sunset in this untitled Western painting is this Indian maiden looking down the earth with reluctant pensive eyes. I stood in front of her for a long while imagining how her wild and difficult life must have been. Were you a pioneer’s daughter captured by a young chieftain and forced to live a radically foreign culture? What made you so sad and alone? Your exquisite and quiet beauty allays, overcomes, any thoughts you may have enjoyed or suffered.
Under this painting at the Booth Museum were the words “BAG Show,” but I couldn’t find further references.
Divinely carried, and not forgotten by God, your heart to honor, your purpose not brokeness, ascend for a bright future.
Fringed feather willow hoop
protects me at night and snatches
bad dreams from my soul
Remembering my Brave Papa
You always soared above the clouds
and when you touched the ground
You made be light-footed and we danced;
I still follow the twinkle of your blue eyes,
You make me brave still.
WEDNESDAY’S BLESSING – HAIKU
Ardor of Wisdom
train my heart for the ascent
to travel in strength
“If virtue is that which leads us to Life, then virtue is nothing but the highest love for God.” –Saint Augustine of Hippo
…we have the greatest lover in Christ…