Wednesday, April 14, 2010

all is well




When despair for the world grows in me ... I come into the peace of wild things who do not tax their lives with forethought of grief. I come into the presence of still water. And I feel above me the day-blind stars waiting with their light. For a time I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.

~ Wendell Berry ~

from his poem "The Peace of Wild Things"


In the midst of my overwhelm, I have been seeking and finding grace (my word for the year).

I "consider the lilies of the field".

I "walk by faith, not by sight" and in that faith find "the assurance of things hoped for, the conviction of things not seen".

And all is well.

6 comments:

Relyn said...

This makes me think of my favorite hymn.

When peace like a river attendeth my way. When sorrows like sea billows roll. Whatever my lot, though hast taught me to say, "It is well, it is well with my soul."

Susan O'Neil said...

I love the line, 'forethought of grief'. Am going to try to be aware of that. Thanks.

Kathryn Grace said...

Ever wishing you blessings in and of abundance.

Tracy said...

That is such a sweet photo Wanda. Wishing grace, peace and love... :o) ((HUGS))

Carrie Wilson Link said...

All is well is a favorite mantra of mine, so calming.

Deb Shucka said...

So glad.