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I
thank you, Lord, with all my heart,
you have heard
the words of my mouth.
On the day I
called you answered;
you increased
the strength of my soul.
Ps. 138:1a,3 |
I sent my daughter to school
without her raincoat,
again!
She
'll canter home soaking wet.
I'll strain my wrist
yanking tangles from her hair.
If I bother my friends
it's no wonder,
ranting about these
and a hundred other worries.
But I can
't phone them now.
My cell went dead last week
after I dropped it in a puddle.
My tongue flails
like a fire hose blasting water
with no one to hold it.
Still, today, I feel better.
The sun shines, proud of itself.
The sky beams.
Dry.
-- By:
Ms. Karen Jessee, OP - -
a member of the Dominican
Laity, St. Mary Magdelene Group in Raleigh, NC. She writes and
teaches, living with her husband and children near Chapel Hill, North
Carolina.
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