The warm breeze
Weaved through the trees
Lowering her head, she succumbed
To the arrival of Autumn
In all its celebration of harvest with feast
She tried but cannot shake the relentless beast,
The one who knows
Her fears and woes
And preys upon her being alone
Coveting families in their joyful throes
Tendrils reaching
Deeply breaching
Her young soul
Where too soon life has taken its toll
A thought … no … a slight whisper
Look up, my dear
She doesn’t know how
But the simple act of drawing her chin up from its bow
She sensed a coming blessing, maybe several
She closed her tired eyes, sat still in the now
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When the Lord takes pleasure in anyone’s way, He causes their enemies to make peace with them. (Proverbs 16:7).
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Thank you for being here! All photos are mine. The angel is my neighbor’s. I am forever drawn to photograph her in every season.
We have a lot to learn through the eyes of God. As I wrote today’s poem, I sought a bigger ending, one with more glory for Him.
Yet, He wanted me to stop writing. Then onto the proverb.
May we all remember His power to do anything with our enemies, including the ones within ourselves.
Today, I am excited to introduce Kathy Foor on my story blog. Check out the post and follow her blog to be entered to win one of her books: https://juliedibblewrites.wordpress.com
Have a beauty-full Monday.
In Christ,
Julie
Faith Hope and Poetry 
This is beautiful Julie your words give hope,inspiration and everything that’s wonderful about life thank you my amazing sister.
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Thank you for your kindness, and I am happy to know these words meant something in your world, dear Robbie 🙂
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Thank my wonderful sister you and your beautiful writing mean the world to me.☺️
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Yes, yes! We need only look up to see the face of Christ for only a moment and God can use that tiny window of time to flood our souls with a new vision. Beautiful poem, Julie!
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Melissa I apologize if I already responded. Trying to pace myself. Thank you, thank you. This angel is so special to me. I suspect the Lord will give me more stories about her to tell to us 🙂
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Julie, no worries and no rush with me, ever. We have the same desire to pace ourselves in Christ. Looking forward to all your stories!
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Thank you for this grace, my sister. May your day be paced with Him and for Him.
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So beautiful Julie, with such deep heart cries. I love the way the Lord met you and set the Scripture from Proverbs to lift up hope! Joining you in that prayer.
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