There are always lone hearth fires; so many! And those who sit beside them, with the empty chair, cannot restrain the tears that will come. Yes, here's the Bible close by. But there's a heavy mood on that affects one's eyes so. One sits alone so much. There is some One unseen, just here, within reach. But somehow we don't realize His presence; it does not seem real.If we would quietly put a foot on the next step up, and then rise up to that foot; we can recognize His presence: it is real.
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There are always lone hearth fires; so many! And those who sit beside them, with the empty chair, cannot restrain the tears that will come. Yes, here's the Bible close by. But there's a heavy mood on that affects one's eyes so. One sits alone so much. There is some One unseen, just here, within reach. But somehow we don't realize His presence; it does not seem real.If we would quietly put a foot on the next step up, and then rise up to that foot; we can recognize His presence: it is real.
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