Browned bare toes are buried
Deep in damp warm sand
This is where I’m so unhurried
Dearly love this sweet beach-landStooping down to dig right here
Creating castles on my knees
Castles that melt and disappear
And blend with vast blue seas
God is in the sea and sand
He’s in the salty air
With me He dances on the dune
And nothing can compare
How precious also are Your thoughts to me, O God!
How great is the sum of them! If I should count them, they would be more in number than the sand
Let them praise His name with the dance;
Let them sing praises to Him with the timbrel and harp.
For the Lord takes pleasure in His people;
He will beautify the humble with salvation. Psalm 149: 3-4
Jesus said “These things I have spoken to you, that My joy may remain in you, and that your joy may be full.” John 15:11
We build our sand castles; they rise and fall and vanish.
Tuck yourself into that little poem
Dance through this week-to-come with Him
Father, Son, and Holy Spirit
He is our God. He is Lord . . .
Lord of the dance, the sands, the seas, and the songs
Lord of all
♥ Rejoice ♥
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Novel – The Stonekeepers