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“A Sunday Evening Saunter”
For a few brief moments
this evening, we sauntered
through our neighborhood,
the sun trying to wiggle its way
behind the west mountains,
some sprinklers watering
the grass, and a blue sky
with clumps of whitish clouds
wavering above us.
We talked about our Sunday,
hearing about becoming whole
in Christ, keeping sacred covenants
that leads to more power, and knowing
we are children of a loving God.
We waved to friends, neighbors,
listened to a few barking dogs,
and felt an overpowering sense
of peace and comfort
in our neighborhood,
knowing what most people
here do on the Sabbath,
sensing the oneness
with each other, with their families,
and believing we will prevail
if we but do what He asks us to.
We reached home, our sanctuary,
our holy spot, where we know
who and whose we are and strive
to stay on the covenant path—
forever, yes, even forever more!
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