Expectations
What resuscitates my very soul
on this quiet,
yet windy morn?
Could it be
your presence, Lord?
Awaking
from my slumber, torn.
With child-like anticipation,
I wonder
what’s in store?
For I have
so much already
Could you wish
to give me more?
I search my heart, and my mind.
Through prayer
I attempt to obey.
Yet, fallible ,
a mortal being.
Strengthen me
to discern each day.
“Not my will Lord,” Jesus prayed.
And so,
I sense what’s right.
Create a servant
heart in me.
That I may share
Your sovereign Light!
Imparted to me by my heavenly Father, this Sunday
morning November 15, 2009. Of this I am confident.
But for Him, I’d have no breath or soul.
Sunday, November 15, 2009
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Josephine, I returned from Newfoundland today. I met your dad (he is my mother's cousin) and two of your brothers, all of whom were busy building boats (of course). I obtained a bit of family genealogy from your brothers (Ivan and Wayne). I've just purchased your book and would love to connect with you re more family history. My email address is smacdonald3@cogeco.ca, if you would like to get in touch with me.
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