Can it possibly be the 25th day of January – already?
A week from today and it will be February?
If you’re like me, you’re longing longer, warmer days!
that did my soul a world of good.
Perhaps they’ll be a balm for your soul, too…
In unmoving icy stillness
Dwells the certain hope of summer’s light and heat
Of long days and evenings of converse under stars
It’s all here.
Help me, Lord:
help me trust, hope and know
it’s there, it’s all there;
help me know deep in my heart
it’s all there…
