Esteemed

 

“Doctor, how much longer? He is very active!” my mother asked the doctor.

“Not yet. About one month more.” the doctor answered.

“Oh, dear,” my mother sighed, not knowing this was the easy part.

 

 

Air To Breathe

 

Six miles above the ground

Air to breathe can’t be found

Descend now to quaff some air

Can anything sound quite as fair

 

How more esteemed than air to breathe

Food for the spirit more than a breeze

Spirit is life, air is spirit, God exhales making

Us to be with Him, it is His to do the taking.

 

It ain’t over till it’s over. When we hear Him saying

Come up here! Well done! But I’m weary of you straying!

~G.W.

 

 

For those whom he foreknew he also predestined to be conformed to the image of his Son, in order that he might be the firstborn among many brothers. 30 And those whom he predestined he also called, and those whom he called he also justified, and those whom he justified he also glorified. ~Romans 8:29-30

 

 

5 thoughts on “Esteemed”

    1. Thank you, Cherie. I have long thought about what it must feel like for a newborn baby’s experience upon arrival.
      I often imagined it to a feeling of falling from a great height wrapped in a cloud, landing on the birthing table, and gulping it’s first breath of air as though God had just breathed life into him/her. So you were amazingly close to my meaning in your picture!

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    1. It is a compacted allusion to a stressful life and God’s grace. Including the anticipated final breath under His grace.
      More of like is peppered in bits and pieces through various posts over five years of this blog.
      It’s strictly from a personal viewpoint, considering all generational life periods can be said to be complicated and fraught with difficulties.

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