Smell of beeswax
old wood

Light filtered
through stained glass

Can I sit here

For hours

In peace

Dwelling on You

Blessings I’ve known
are not for me alone

I will step out
into the wider world

and share

Though like a toddler
I want

The more time
I spend in Your arms

The more I have to give

And the more I want
to spend time in Your arms

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About Michael Resman

I'm a retired pediatric Occupational Therapist. I now write books and serve as Clerk of the Rochester MN Monthly Meeting. I've helped helped edit WCTS and serve as the organizer for our gatherings. Since July 5th, I'm a grandpa!

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