Morning Study

Show me Your ways, O Lord; Teach me Your paths. Lead me in Your truth and teach me, For You are the God of my salvation; On You I wait all the day.

Psalms 25:4-5

Snow settles in the pines
making moist every needle.
Morning skies are gray,
as wet pavement shines.

Late autumn brings chill:
seasons ever-changing,
moments of brilliant color,
then barren landscape.

Lessons seep into my mind;
making fertile my empty places.
Morning Bible study is bright;
my parched spirit left behind.

Late autumn brings warmth
between the pages of light,
truth and love from my Father.
No longer dry, but now alive.

P. Wolf; author & poet

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