God's Presence
God's presence isn't how I feel,
that warmth when in the church I kneel,
the sentiment that's in my poems.
It's not some vision that becomes
a driving force, the Spirit's seal.
Is there some reason He'd conceal
Himself from me? why He'd not heal
me? ... then in quiet, sudden comes
God's presence.
The substance of His Word congeals;
I recognize my faith is real.
I see He's known me from the womb,
prepares for me a Heav'nly home.
Obeying Him is what reveals
God's presence.
© MLee Dickens'son 2017
during a sermon on the subject
Hi Daniel,
Happy Thanksgiving! Hope you and all of yours are ready for the celebratory meal and that you are able to enjoy most of it.
I answered your Rondeau with one of my own in Karnak. While you were writing this in church, your pastor must have thought you were dozing off but I guess he knows of your penchant for writing and was waiting to read your latest.
No crits from me on a beautifully constructed Rondeau with even more glorious sentiment.
Good job!
Larry
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