The Book of Calling – by Gary Bertnick
A walk through the many fields of this life
Beauty easily seen woven into such mystery
Flowers and butterflies
Men and women and children, ourselves,
A hummingbird sips on a backyard feeder one cold and frosty morning.
The heart tugs at purpose and deepest meaning
Yet, the body, the mind of the world pulls away
Letting go of these precious moments when we marvel
Stand in awe as children, child-like once more
When hands of trust take hold of what draws us near,
Riches the world cannot offer
True wealth hidden in plain view,
Gift that patiently waits
Quietly as early morning dew
Jewels and silver and gold upon the earthly grasses,
Even time stands still
Then steps aside for a greater reality
A kiss of Heaven’s truth sweet upon the lips
A kiss of love upon the scars of this life,
Beauty that lasts, drapes like a robe about the shoulders,
Heaven’s clothing simply unmatched.
“Thanks be to God for His indescribable gift.”
http://garybertnick.wordpress.com/2013/12/23/merry-christmas/
Sent to us by the author.
Yes, it’s way too easy to be caught up in the day to day stress of living in this world that we fail to notice what a miracle life really is. Anyway, Merry Christmas Henry, Laura and family, along with the “extended” family of regular contributors at the “Trenches”. May the true spirit of Christmas bless you all.
Millard
This is very articulate and well written. It tends to bring one’s focus into a laser-like precision as to what is really important in life.
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Merry Christmas to my extended family of brothers and sisters here in the “trenches”.