“The moon will disappoint you,
Shining orb within your view.
Up to see its’ brightness,
Amidst cold morning dew.
Slowly it settles,
Inch by inch,
Unto the ground.
Slipping to the distance wonders,
“He alone stretches out the heavens
and treads on the waves of the sea.
He makes the stars: the Bear, Orion, the Pleiades,
and the constellations of the southern sky.
He does great and unsearchable things,
Wonders without number.
If He passes by me,
I wouldn’t see Him;
If He goes right by,
I wouldn’t recognize Him.”
Job 9:9-11 (HCSB)
“Around three in the morning, He came toward them walking on the sea
And wanted to pass by them.
When they saw Him walking on the sea…they cried out…
He spoke with them and said,
“Have courage! It is I. Don’t be afraid.”
Mark 6:48-50 (HCSB)
Poem by denisebalog©