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Beneath the moon’s soft silver glow,Where quiet streams in whispers flow,God paints the heavens, vast and deep,While stars keep watch as mortals sleep. The mountains rise, the oceans sigh,Like prayers ascending to the sky.The wind moves gently through the trees,A sacred song upon the breeze. Oh, beauty born of hands divine,In every leaf, in every… Read more
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The Word became fleshand came close enoughto breathe our air,to enter our dust,to dwell within our fragile days. Eternal Lightdisguised Himself in human skinand made a home among us. I had looked for God in the heavens,but He was here,quietly wrapped in flesh,full of grace,full of truth. The One my soul had always knowncame near… Read more
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When we build bridges, we begin with a willingness to believe the other side is worth reaching. We gather what we have our courage, our questions, our trembling hope, and the small stones of kindness we have carried through the years. Sometimes the bridge is a word offered gently when anger would be easier. Sometimes… Read more
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When my soul wanders through midnight, and even my prayers forget their wings, I feel a sacred hand beneath the stars—the Maker of mountains whispering my name into the dark. My help comes from no earthly dawn, but from the One who hung the heavens like a veil of endless wonder and breathed eternity into… Read more
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O Holy One,draw me out from the cacophony of the worldand into the secret chamber of Your presence. Where the world has written its names upon me,erase them gently.Where fear has shaped my thoughts,breathe Your freedom into the hidden places. Do not let me be moldedby the currents of this passing world.Turn me instead toward… Read more
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Beneath the arching heavens wide,Where golden sunbeams softly glide,We stand in humble, quiet grace,Held in the warmth of love’s embrace. Here time moves on with tender pace,And common things reveal their grace;As bread and wine, in mystery,Become the signs of love divine. Within the stillness of the soul,Where wordless currents softly roll,We taste the sacred,… Read more
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I thought I knew where I was goinguntil the road abruptly disappeared. So I followed the smaller path,the one I had not chosen,the one that seemed to lead nowhereExcept deeper into the woods. Yet something in me knewbefore I could understand. The trees grew closer.The silence grew deeper.And somewhere beyond my certainty,I felt You walking… Read more
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I have searched for Youin the green certainty of spring,in summer’s long, unhurried light,and found You quieter than I expected. Autumn teaches me Your nearnessin things I must learn to release:the fuzzy cat tail, the warmth, the illusionthat anything was ever mine to keep. You are there too,beneath the silence,holding what I cannot see. In… Read more
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Jesus,You did not sayYou would be. You said,I AM. And something in mefalls silent before You. Before Abraham,before the first staropened its eye,before time learnedto count its days, You were.You are.You simply are. And yet, Lord,the Eternal Onecomes to me. You come hiddenbeneath the humble appearanceof bread. The One who made the heavensallows Himselfto be liftedinto my… Read more
A Collection of Prayerful Poems by Tim McGee
