1 October 2012
A time for reflection, just you and me.
Not about emotion, but the hand that holds the key.
Remembering the Son, who gave his life for me.
Remembering the Spirit, that makes its home in me.
Remembering the Father, who holds me in His hand.
Outstretched, open arms that keep me on dry land.
Forever in his bosom, forever in his heart.
Remembering the blessed cross, where his love did start.
Reflecting while I'm standing here, doing mealtime dishes.
Remembering while I'm standing here, my Father's loving kisses.
Reflective Heart • Opuss № I