Beauty in the moments – Music in the hush. Praises well within me, In tempos that aren’t rushed. Thank You, Lord for bringing Your hope to our domain. The Trinity exposed For those o’er whom You reign. The depth of love unmatched, Take comfort in Your staff. I revel in the winnow That removes all of the chaff. Glory to Your Holy Name, Our Jesus, yes, our Lamb! My knee is bowed, my heart is raised Before the Great I AM.

November brings us shifting winds, And Texas skies bright blue. Anticipation to give Thanks, To the One who’s True. There’s hope and love and even laughter Floating in the air, Giving thanks makes things much brighter, When we pause and share. And all because we have this moment To make our world a better place. Let your spirit rise and glisten, Abiding in abundant grace. – RG  

The sunlight slants, Its rays different now than in summer’s heat, Angling through the windowpane – A merciful change. The sky, still vibrant, yet subdued, Beckons on this October morn. Changes are in the wind Which tangles through my hair. The heartbeat within is strong and steady, And full of shivering expectation. Laughter. Joy. Hope. Happiness Roll into my consciousness. Patterns uncharted and unknown Are in actuality a gift. For life, in its very essence Is a mystery to be explored. As I continue to awaken, I am full of gratitude for not knowing… Merely embracing the moment. Next will take care of itself. – RG

Beauty in the simple things – Flowers, sky and grass. Hopeful in the daily things, Your guidance all I ask. I turn my heart to you each day And ask to be Your light. Walking in the paths You’ve tread, From morning into night. And now the whispers in the wind Remind my soul of You. I feel Your hand upon my heart, Oh Lord, please keep it true. For just beyond horizon’s reach The plans of Yours unfold, Always with the best intent, Our dreams You weave and hold. So, in the stillness of this morn To You I turn my face – Abiding love and hope and truth,…

In sleep they come on silent feet, Having been set free. The hopes and dreams are now unleashed – This hidden part of me. Their mission to awaken parts That sleep while it is light. Longings and what’s under wraps Come out to dance at night. Their vestiges remain with me Still near enough to feel. Visions, colors, touch and songs, A place sublimely real. This waking world is only part Of what creates the whole. Unencumbered pathways meet Welcoming the soul. And in this morning’s quiet hush It’s easy to receive. For I have touched the hem of God His gift for me – believe. – RG