More from Ruth Graham
Before I put away Ruth Graham's collection of poetry, I thought I'd pass along one more, this one quite sobering. First, she quotes Psalm 138:11 from the Septuagint translation: "When I said, darkness will surely trample me down, then to my great joy, night was luminous." What a beautiful thought! Now her poem:
The growing darkness closes in
like some thick fog,
a creeping horror--
till I learned,
"the darkness hideth not from Thee."
As in a darkened room
one knows--knows without sight--another there,
so, in the darkness,
sure I knew
I've learned over and over that darkness is no match for the Light. I'm thankful.
We had a wonderful time with my brother and his wife. We went yesterday to see the U.S. National Whitewater Center here--an amazing place for rafting and kayaking (manmade) with rapids rated up to 5 on the whitewater scale. How'd they do that?
Now we're by ourselves again, and after church we'll probably have a quiet day. I'm thankful to feel well. Our granddaughter injured her ankle Friday evening at cheer practice and is on crutches. We're praying for a quick and complete recovery.
Have a blessed day.