The House Of Sacredness

Photo by Dirt Man

We are each a house of sacredness.

Our lights shine, and the Light shines on us.

Holiness resides within each of us.

We are loved, and we love in return.

We are blessed, and we bless those we touch.

When the wind blows through the trees, we are not shaken.

We fear not, for we have courage.

We know the Light also shines through the very same trees.

We trust beyond ourselves.

We have faith our needs will be met.

We know the Light will lead us through the darkness.

We know the path of life will be lit for us.

We know the Light will guide us home.

Let your light shine and follow where it takes you.

Shine on.

Living in the Gap

January 27, 2012 – Tricky Weather.

The hyacinth and daffodil stems face the sun and grin as they begin to peek through the ground. Soon they will cower in the wind, afraid Jack Frost will take them down.

24 thoughts on “The House Of Sacredness

  1. Beautiful message, Suzi!

    I so enjoy your inspiring analogies….

    “We are each a house of sacredness.

    Our lights shine, and the Light shines on us.”

    Love that!

    Thank you for sharing YOUR light!

    Have a beautiful weekend, my friend!

    X

    P.S. please tell Dirt Man….AWESOME photo!

    • He’d been thinking of taking a pic of that church at night for a long time. It is located several hours from us and it just happened to be dark the last time we were in that area…perfection!

  2. Yes, and we need to respect the sacred in one another! For if we truly believe that “Holiness resides in each of us,” we’ll treat everyone carefully, kindly, and decently.

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