Take a (Humbler) Moment...

Yesterday we celebrated our sweet Victoria's 24th BirthdayEvery celebration (esp. since Sept. 17) is raw with humbler awareness of life's uncertainty/vulnerability...My sister Lucy's husband and daughter were a special partof the celebration; unspoken sorrow tuning our laughterwith kinder joy... It is with unspeakable tenderness that we treasure the halo of facesaround a dinner table! (I'm not sure why the beginning and end of the song is cut off) oh, well... *** Ah, take a moment, drink it in; the clime of Time is hastingIts dawn-to-dusk designed to win the present we are tastingWhere nothing stays the same for long; each season, farewell-smittenWhile deathless lyrics to Our Song of Life are being written Sometimes, while in the bloom of love eyes close, never to wakenThe loom that weaves The Mortal Glove, by God given and takenThen, take a moment more to treasure the halo of facesAround the table; prize love’s pleasure nothing else replaces Behold the bud of virgin morn, like a flower unfoldingWhere soon the bloom of it is borne to Bygone’s holy holdingEach bud a little like a door that God opens and closesSo, take a humbler moment more to thank Him for life’s roses For no one knows the day nor hour He will bend without pardonTo pluck another precious flow’r from this world’s wanting gardenThen, drink with mindful regard from a fount filled by life’s GiverWith Ink of Moments that become Our Song of Life forever Janet Martin Jesus replied, “It is not for you to know times or seasonsthat the Father has fixed by His own authority ( our community is in deep mourning once again;last week a young husband and father of five,lost his life in a tragic accident). Behold the bud of virgin morn, like a flower unfoldingWhere soon the bloom of it is borne to Bygone’s holy holdingEach bud a little like a door that God opens and closesSo, take a humbler moment more to thank Him for life’s roses...