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Walk with Me

On By Charis PsalloIn Music, Photography, Trees and forests, Winter5 Comments

Elizabeth Lake white tree

As I went for a walk on a frosty afternoon yesterday the song “A Resting Place” by Paul Wilbur was running through my head. The air was calm and peaceful and Holy Spirit’s presence so gentle and warm that I forgot the cold weather. Can I share some photos from that walk with you?

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My soul finds rest in God alone

My peace depends on Him

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In that place of quiet rest

He fills me from within

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He pours on me His holy oil

The Spirit of the Living God

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Then He takes me by the hand

And comforts me with His love

Comfort me with Your love

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Those who wait upon the Lord

New strength He gives to them

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He gives them wings like the eagle

That they might soar with Him

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He weaves His strength into their lives

The Spirit of Adonai

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Then He gives then all of His peace

To guard their hearts and their minds

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Guarding our hearts and minds

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So come my soul now take your rest

Find your peace in Him

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The Holy presence of the Lord

That fills you from within

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O pour on me Your holy oil

The Spirit of the Living God

Elizabeth Lake rosehips

Fill my cup Lord I lift it up

Until I overflow

Elizabeth Lake January 2

He comforted me with His love.

Worthy

On By Charis PsalloIn Music, Photography, Sky, WaterLeave a comment
Worthy
Worthy

Then in my vision I heard the voices of many angels encircling the throne, the living creatures and the elders. There were myriads of myriads and thousands of thousands, crying in a great voice, “Worthy is the Lamb who was slain to receive power and riches and wisdom, and strength and honour and glory and blessing!”

 Then I heard the voice of everything created in Heaven, upon earth, under the earth and upon the sea, and all that are in them saying, “Blessing and honour and glory and power be to him who sits on the throne, and to the Lamb, for ever and ever!” (Revelation 5: 11-13)

L’heure exquise

On By Charis PsalloIn Music, Photography, Sky, Trees and forests, Water2 Comments

Henderson Lake

L’heure exquise

(English translation)

The white moon shines in the forest,

From every branch comes forth a voice,

Under the foliage.

Oh beloved!

The pond, a deep mirror, reflects

The silhouette of the dark willow,

Where the wind cries.

Let’s dream, ’tis the hour!

A vast and tender calm

Seems to descend from the firmament,

Iridescent with stars;

‘Tis the exquisite hour!

 

 

He brought me to the banqueting house of wine, and his banner over me was love. (Song of Solomon 2:4)

Humility and the Oriental Rug

On By Charis PsalloIn Art, Man made, Photography2 Comments

 

Jerusalem Market
Jerusalem Market

Perfect humility dispenses with modesty. — C.S. Lewis

Like a fine Oriental rug, a humble person freely displays beauty — from the lowest position in the room.

Your faithfulness reaches to the clouds

On By Charis PsalloIn Mountains, Photography, Sky, Winter8 Comments
Be exalted, Oh God!
Be exalted, Oh God!

 

My heart is confident in you, O God;

no wonder I can sing your praises with all my heart!

Wake up, lyre and harp!

I will wake the dawn with my song.

I will thank you, Lord, among all the people.

I will sing your praises among the nations.

For your unfailing love is higher than the heavens.

Your faithfulness reaches to the clouds.

Be exalted, O God, above the highest heavens.

May your glory shine over all the earth.

(Psalm 108: 1-5  NLT)

Toward the Bright Mountains

On By Charis PsalloIn Black and white, Photography, Winter7 Comments

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Sometimes I feel like a Hobbit -and not a young Hobbit. I like the Shire; it’s cozy. But one day a tall man talked to me about going on an adventure. Then dwarves showed up and ate everything in the pantry.

“Where are we going?” I asked.

“Toward the bright mountains… but first we turn left and go through some valleys and forests and meet beings you are not familiar with.  Some good, some not. But you won’t be alone. ”

“And how will this turn out?”

“Here’s the Book. Read it yourself.”