Morning Sabbath | Homemaker Poetry Series
This poem was inspired by a rare moment alone on the back porch before the kids woke up. A blanket, cup of coffee and my Bible accompanied me for a moment of rapture basking in God’s creation.
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Morning Sabbath
By Haley Littlepage
Paradise hums beneath the Curse;
gilded sunlight through the horizon bursts
amidst the worship song of birds.
A stirring in the breeze,
sets my soul at ease;
as the breath of God blows through the trees.
The Word laid before me,
His mighty and merciful story
whispers,
“May this morning sabbath
restore thee.”
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Dear Homemaker,
I pray this poem blessed you. May each morning be filled with a sabbath of solitude and a moment basking in the glory of the Lord before each day begins.
Humbly,
Haley
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