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Meditation on Trees
Written: Monday, February 13th, 2023
By: Matthew Krogstad
By testing Love, the arrow has been shot.
Revealing a sin, uncovering its spot.
Divine eyes has seen great harm,
in a comfort that glows with elegant charm.
Heavens bow upon my flesh will crush, all its pleasures, joys, and lush. The Infinite drawing the finite,making the world dim, and Heaven so bright.
Will you lack peace, O my soul? When grace is telling you to let go, of that which many lives has stole?
This arrow's intention is not to cause pain,but uncover the sin that which makes lame.
Are you to be discontent of such love?
Despond as it's lent from caring hands above?
Rejoice, O my soul, and entrust all to God.
Repent and with joy embrace the helping rod.
If you have questions email us at [email protected].
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Meditation on Trees
Written: Monday, February 13th, 2023
By: Matthew Krogstad
By testing Love, the arrow has been shot.
Revealing a sin, uncovering its spot.
Divine eyes has seen great harm,
in a comfort that glows with elegant charm.
Heavens bow upon my flesh will crush, all its pleasures, joys, and lush. The Infinite drawing the finite,making the world dim, and Heaven so bright.
Will you lack peace, O my soul? When grace is telling you to let go, of that which many lives has stole?
This arrow's intention is not to cause pain,but uncover the sin that which makes lame.
Are you to be discontent of such love?
Despond as it's lent from caring hands above?
Rejoice, O my soul, and entrust all to God.
Repent and with joy embrace the helping rod.
If you have questions email us at [email protected].