Monday, February 11, 2008

Back home

Still, still with Thee, when purple morning breaketh,
When the bird waketh and the shadows flee;
Fairer than morning, lovelier than daylight,
Dawns the sweet consciousness I am with Thee.

Alone with Thee, amid the mystic shadows,
The solemn hush of nature newly born;
Alone with Thee in breathless adoration,
In the calm dew and freshness of the morn.

Still, still to Thee, as to each new-born morning,
A fresh and solemn splendor still is giv'n,
So does this blessed consciousness awaking,
Breathe each day nearness unto Thee and heav'n.

So shall it be at last in that bright morning,
When the soul waketh, and life's shadows flee;
O in that hour, fairer than daylight dawning,
Shall rise the glorious thought I am with Thee.

--Harriet Beecher Stowe

Made it back home yesterday after many airport delays. Took this picture on January 28th. Found this poem in the book "Streams in the Desert".

Hope to post more later.


Karmenl said...

This is beautiful. Thanks for sharing it.

tykasper said...

It's good to have you back, I can't wait to see you.

Marcia said...

beautiful picture Kim. I'm glad you're home, but I miss you.

Jenny said...

What a beautiful poem, and such a fitting picture to go with it. Thank you for reminding us of the delight of simply being in His presence.

Annie said...

So glad you made it home safe. I've been missing you at church. Can't wait to see you.

Marci M. said...

Praying for you, Kim.