chillblains

"King David was old and advanced in years; and although they covered him with clothes, he could not get warm." 1 Kings 1:1

when cruelty's Chillblains

slow me down in trying

to follow you with grace,

put your hand under my elbow

so i can keep trying.

when fear's frost settles

upon my heart and it begins

to creak and crack in the night,

warm it with Spirit's breath.

when the wintry grip of death

seems to want to never 

let go of my soul, swaddle me

in the shawl of resurrection hope

and place me in the cradle

of your abiding love.

(c) 2023 Thom M. Shuman

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