Poem September 8, 2003 Issue

You can be sure

Bea Roegge

I wakened, fearful, in the dark,
But did not seek a lamp.

I opened wide the blinds
And waited.

was sure,
Absolutely sure,
The light would come and bring the day.

I am learning that
"the Father of lights,
with whom is no variableness,
neither shadow of turning,"
needs not time
nor open blinds
but open hearts
and humble minds

for His love to come and light our way.

—Bea Roegge

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