Free feet
Crooked but blessed
Needing a rest
From the noise
Of two boys
Alone walking
With my phone
So I can record
The message Our Lord
Whispers
Arranges
Titles
Sneakers tied tight
Walking in His light
My heart is chosen,
Woven
My shoes are moving
Spirit soothing
School shopping blues
Grocery and dinner muse
Reassuring her
Again
She was called
To go
With healing salt
Shine on the hill
In the valley
Prepared to share
Where ever
Jesus
Tell how He rescues
Resist the urge to snooze
Because time is squeezing thin
For hearts to turn
Mouths to speak ‘I need forgiven’
For ears to hear
The word of God
My pace quickens
Accepting the mission
Sweat beads nestle my lip
Me or my sneakers don’t know the next trip
Such mystery shroud
Seek Him in the clouds
Listen deeply
For He is ever speaking
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How beautiful on the mountains are the feet of the messenger who brings good news, the good news of peace and salvation, the news that the God of Israel reigns! (Isaiah 52:7 NLT)
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Welcome and thank you for joining me today.
All photos are from Pixabay in this post.
I will go live to read this poem today at 12pm Eastern time. Check it out here https://Facebook.com/jdibble4Him
By evening, there will be a new post at https://juliedibblewrites.wordpress.com. Lord gave me the title, Vanity Insanity.
Where are your beauty-full feet going today?
In Christ,
Julie
Love these beautiful words today, Julie. Especially this:
“Me or my sneakers don’t know the next trip
Such mystery shroud”
We don’t see the road ahead, but HE knows where He is taking those lovely feet upon the mountains. Thank you so much for sharing.
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Yes and Amen, dear Bettie. I am learning to surrender all things to Him. It’s actually very freeing💜
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