O Beloved, we bless you. A song of praise rises, unbeckoned, within us. You have kept the life in us alive. You haven't let our feet slip.
You have been with us in all our trials. You have been the silver in us when we went through the refiner's fire. When we were trapped you held us firm. In all our burdens it was you who were the weight on our backs. People rode over our heads but you were within us.
We went through fire. We went through water. And you brought us out to a spacious place. How can we not thank you, even in our troubles? Even in our troubles, how can we not thank you?
______________________ Steve Garnaas-Holmes Unfolding Light www.unfoldinglight.net
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