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Some days …

We just want to be carried,

like a child,

on the back of their loving, gentle father.

Through a meadow,

green and lush,

warm, but with a light, cooling breeze.

With birds singing,

and a nearby babbling brook,

and bees buzzing from blossom to blossom.

With your arms wrapped around his neck,

held secure by his arms,

with your head resting on his.

With your eyes taking in the beauty,

your nose inhaling the fragrant air,

’til your taste buds can savour it as well.

There is so much to see,

and hear,

to taste,

and smell,

and touch.

The rhythm of being carried

lulls the incessant activity of your mind.

Security for the fearful.

Rest for the weary.

Peace has finally come.

A peace that passes all understanding.

“Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened,
and I will give you rest.”
Matthew 11:28

 

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