Embracing life with chronic pain and illnesses.

Posts tagged ‘God’s Power’

Fire in the Sky

img_6988The brilliant shine

Igniting the sky above…

Clouds glowing

As if molten hot…

The mountains dark

Standing tall and chilled…

The clouds are outlined

As with the artist’s brush…

Breath is paused

While taking in God’s canvas…

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Majesty

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The majesty of the Rocky Mountains

As I am blessed to view from a high meadow

Fills my heart with joy and peace.

The vision of the old homestead

Sitting silently in front of the Aspens

With the sage meadow stretching around.

The quiet stillness with no breath of breeze

Speaks of the enormity, the great expanse

Of Heavenly Father’s magnificent creation.

I am overwhelmed with emotion

My eyes drink deeply of the beauty

Taking in the vibrancy of colors.

The sudden stabbing in my hands

Disturbs my state of mental bliss

As pain courses through my body.

The mountains form a strong backdrop

I feel a tear fall from my eye

As I once again lose myself in the vision.

Early Dawn

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As a new day dawns

The mountain shines

As if covered with gold.

The early colors

Cast an unearthly hue

To the life around.

The blue of the sky

Pales against

The brilliance of the rock.

All is still

No breath of wind

Silence unbroken.

“How Great Thou Art”

Out in the early hours of opening day, riding in the truck with my husband, I was overwhelmed by the beauty around us.

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“How Great Thou Art” kept playing in my mind.

The trees in their many shades of Fall against the deep, dark colors of the evergreens. The blue of the sky with the white and gray clouds floating on high.

The wind that was twisting and bending the grasses.

Watching the hawks with wings spread riding the currents with no need to use their own power.  Up and down they coursed, as if dancing with an unseen partner.

Squirrels darting to and fro…racing up the trunks of a tree…running across the dirt road with tail high…to perch on a fallen branch.

Hearing the “Quakers”…those aspens whose leaves and branches are shaking in the wind…ever shifting….writhing…motion unstoppable….caught up in the ever moving breeze.

The magnitude of the beauty that surrounds us…the vibrancy of all the colors…the power of the wind…the greatness of it all…

Continued to expound…”How Great Thou Art”.

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