Wings Of The Morning


Where can I go from your spirit?

Or where can I flee from your presence?

If I ascend to heaven, you are there;

if I make the grave my bed, you are there also.

If I take the wings of the morning

and dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea,

even there your hand will lead me,

and your right hand will hold me fast. (Psalm 139:6-9)

child lost in chaos

reaches out in terror

to find safety in her mother’s hand

Seen above (and on home-page mastheads): “Veined Glory” by Barbara Desrosiers in the current ECVA exhibition, “Recognition & Return.”

Readings are from Streams of Mercy: a meditative commentary on the Bible by Ann Kristin Haldors Fontaine (used with permission of the author.)

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