Over the years, I have given away at least a dozen copies of
My own book falls open automatically to this poem.
On Morning Wings, In Oceans Deep
Lord, you look at me and know me
Every step I take, you show me.
When I rise, and when I rest,
You will always know me best.
Where I walk, or sit, or stand,
You still hold me in your hand.
And if I don’t know how to pray,
You understand me, anyway.
Once when I was lost, you found me.
Then I felt your arms around me.
When I’m afraid and want to hide,
You are always by my side.
When I’m lonely, you are near,
When I’m angry, you stay here.
High as heaven bright, you greet me,
Down in darkness, too, you meet me.
You are with me everywhere:
In light and shadow, fire and air;
In every tiny grain of sand;
And in the desert, vast and grand;
On morning wings, in oceans deep;
When I’m awake, and when I sleep.
In my secret self, you made me,
In the blazing sun, you shade me.
Know me, lead me, guide my way
Through every hour of every day,
For all my life, in all I do,
Let me always be with you.
Reeve Lindbergh (based on Psalm 139)
Happy New Year!
~~love and Huggs, Diane
ps: I was looking at this book the other day, after my mom told me during a holiday phone call, that my great-aunt, my paternal grandmother’s youngest sister and the last of that generation, has passed away at the age of 85.
May she rest in peace, siblings and parents together again.
My mom went to the service. I printed out the obituary from the hometown newspaper website.