It seems that there is
a stream of limitless meaning
flowing into our lives
if we can but patiently entrust ourselves to it.
There is no hurry,
only the need to be true to
what comes to mind,
and to explore the current carefully
in which one presently moves.
There is a constant fluency of meaning
in the instant in which we live.
One may learn of it from rivers
in the constancy of their utterance,
if one listens and is still.
- Henry G. Bugbee, Jr.
The Inward Morning
In peace,
Linda+
The Rev. Linda McCloud
Pastor
The Episcopal Church of Our Savior at Honey Creek
www.oursaviohoneycreek.org
http://oursaviorhoneycreek.blogspot.com
912-267-0333
Photo: Honey Creek sunrise
November 2007
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