Today's Devotional

Staying True
Our ability to stand in the midst of trials will depend on the focus of our gaze.

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A New Day

I ventured out at dawn's first light

Across the dewy green

Where lonely trees peer through the mist

And sleeping grasses dream



The whispered breath of rippling waves

Sigh gently from the wake

Of one lone duck that glides where trees

Are mirrored on the lake



Along the fringe of every reed

A million jewels of light

Watch shyly as the stirring world

Wakes softly from the night



"Twill not be long till through our leaves,"

The silent branches say

"Will burst God's rays of sunshine's hope

To herald in the day."

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