Saturday, April 17, 2010

A Poem by Madam Guyon

Dear Reader,
Working through grief is emotionally, spiritually and physically exhausting! Rest is good and Saturday Sabbatical is our reminder.
So sit down for a minute, take a deep breath, let your muscles relax and remember your heavenly Father knows you and cares about you.
Here's a poem by a widow who worked through tons of grief and never relented in her pursuit of God. Maybe her prayer poem will become your own. (You can read her story on the Wednesday, April 14 post if you're curious).

I love my God, but with
no love of mine
For I have none to give;
I love thee, Lord, but all that
love is thine,
For by thy life I live.
I am as nothing, and rejoice
to be
Emptied and lost and
swallowed up in Thee.
--Madame Guyon (1647-1717)
Have a restful weekend.
ferree

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