"I say to myself, I will not mention His name, I will speak in His name no more. But then, it becomes like a fire burning in my heart, imprisoned in my bones, I grow weary holding it in, I cannot endure it." Jeremiah 20:7-10
Tuesday, August 6, 2013
I wrote this little poem several years ago while on an autumn girls weekend away "up north" in Door County, Wisconsin. Although it's not seasonal, the mood struck me to share it now, so here it is! God's blessings array this earth with so much year-round beauty. It's a rare moment when I slow down and remember to thank Him in gracious appreciation for all of His goodness.