I sit in a front pew.
A group behind me prays.
They have a protocol which
They follow. I respect this.
I sit alone and write. I ask
God’s blessings on them,
The priest and myself.
I have many irons in the forge
And know that if this is a dance,
I must Waltz with Him.
Without his hand I am nothing.
He works through me and
This association overwhelms me.
He is my brother, shepherd and
Creator. So awesome. I remain
Humble with hope.
Stanski
January 11, 2025, ^
Steve Haarman 