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  • Writer's pictureCharlene Jin Lee

In Moments Like These


Psalm 16

Protect me, O God, for in you I take refuge.

The Lord is my chosen portion and my cup;

You hold my lot.

I bless the Lord who gives me counsel;

In the night also my heart instructs me.

I keep the Lord always before me;

Because the Lord is at my right hand, I shall not be moved.

Therefore, my heart is glad, and my soul rejoices;

My body also rests secure.

You show me the path of life.

In your presence there is fullness of joy

In your right hand are pleasures forever more

I Think They Don’t Know

by Rebecca Thompson


A poem for Dean as I gaze out our breakfast window

The birds are singing, 

trees leaf a delicate green,

roses rise proud with first grand bloom,

grape leaves peek from brown, wintered vines.

They, I think, know nothing of this;

of human souls, huddled inside,

wondering, anxious,

wiping, cleaning, in their 6’ cocoon.

A window brings joy;

sun, colors, white clouds in the sky,

bird wings whirling in watered fountain,

doves cooing, bees finding their mark,

freedom in this sudden silence.

I think they don’t know of the sick breeze that blows…

Give thanks.


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