Vol 13, Num 14 :: 2014.07.11 — 2014.07.24
My Father.
My Father sees.
My Father sees in secret
What is hidden by intention
To my viewing,
To my knowing.
Shut out,
I wring my hands.
I wonder . . .
My Father.
My Father’s eyes.
My Father’s eyes miss nothing.
He will perform His good work
Without my feeble help.
Faithfulness, today, is all He asks of me.
With the rest, I will trust Him
Because He is my Father.
My Father sees in secret.
My Father sees.
My Father!
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