A simple Easter Day greeting, yet much more. A divine beating in every heart.
The moon came up through the winter trees as I walked the wooded trail that night. And then, just above, the little saw-whet owl flew to her perch, cocked her head this way to spy down at the strange man standing still, just below.
it might have been easy to write them off what a disappointment it must have been to see them stumble falter run away resort to old ways but there he was, he knew the road ahead and was there to show them washing their feet urging them to watch and pray encouraging them to rise and face the dark reminding them to love and love and love when it came down to it disappointment was the least of it a footnote a momentary blip as he made his way forward eyes fixed on the face of Love even as veils were rent wounds healed boulders removed hatred, fear, and doubt dissolved and there in sharp relief: victory promise redemption no disappointment just a sure calling the quiet insistence the joy of assurance to say here I am I have not left you you are not alone “cast the net on the right side” one gentle nudge after another communing with them breaking bread telling the story yet again they said “did not our heart burn within us?” rejoicing: wash feed love heal O fishers comforters peacemakers of men —Joni Overton-Jung 1 John 21:6 . 2 Luke 24:32.
Pilgrim on earth, thy home is heaven; stranger, thou art the guest of God. —Mary Baker Eddy, Science and Health with Key to the Scriptures, p.
Clear was the night and the Magi could see the bright star. Quiet was the countryside and the shepherds could hear the angelic choir.
Behold, I stand at the door, and knock: if any man hear my voice, and open the door, I will come in to him, and will sup with him, and he with me. — Revelation 3:20 Two men trudged slowly down the dusty road Towards Emmaus.
March in the footsteps of the Truth. Accept your wholeness, heal, and shine! Advance! Move forward in the Truth.
Unperturbed by a “legion” of demons the Master chose neither to let them alone nor to confine them temporarily in some unseen abyss but in the name of the one I am to consign them permanently to the realm of self-stifling nonentity for all to witness their final dismissal. Father, help me so to choose neither to ignore evil nor to postpone its confrontation but with Christly authority to behold its annihilation through faithful witnessing to the all-goodness of the one I am.
In simple trust I come to Thee. As a child seeking to know, it is to Thee where I must turn.
Our Father-Mother God Holds us in Love’s embrace, We cannot stumble, fear, nor fail While in this cherished place; But glow with noontide glory Reflecting radiant Soul, Immortal, perfect, beautiful, God’s man—divinely whole! —Dilys Bell.