Saturday, July 21, 2012

Morningtime Psalm

the day's beginning
by Diane Ronzino

washed in the water of Your Word
blanketed in the warmth of Your Love
i sit.

at peace.

spirit to Spirit
heart to Heart
i rest.

basking in Your Light
the dark nooks exposed
i remain.

humbled by Your Majesty
blushing at Your Know-all
grateful at Your Tell-not.

i, your daughter,
kissed by Your Grace
hugged by Your Mercy
go forth.

Because of Him and Unto Him,

This post is shared over on Oikos Living


Crown of Beauty said...

Hi dear Diane,
I have just left a comment at one of your previous posts, but also wanted to leave one here at your most recent entry. You probably posted this just a few hours ago... it's Saturday evening here already as I type these words.

This poem is so sincere... God is indeed a Know All, but what a comfort that He is not a Tell All... he looks at each one of us with mercy, and understanding.

The picture in your Embracing Truth is one I have seen over at another blog friend's sidebar... and it has always struck me. I love God's word, and there are times when I go to sleep literally hugging my Bible.

What a comfort God's word has been to me, especially during my season of grief, God's love has been so real to me through His word.

Oh, and the story about Billie and Peggy... what a beautiful ending it is. Such loyalty Peggy has shown. Married only six weeks before losing the love of her life. Those guys she had written to never who never even cared enough to take a few minutes to really find out... are put to shame by this documentary! France did a good job of honor America's fallen soldiers. Peggy's long wait paid off in the end. All those beautiful flowers...

Thanks for taking time to share your thoughts, Diane.


Diane Ronzino said...

Lidia, I, too, have gone to sleep hugging my Bible; His Word being my only comfort.

I cannot imagine what it is like to lose your husband but I know that God's Word can bring comfort and hope and faith. I'm so blessed to have a sister who relies on The Word of God like I do.

I ditto your thoughts about Billie and Peggy. She is a remarkable woman.

Thank you for sharing and I pray you have a blessed Sunday, my sister! Love to you.

Veronica Shticks said...


Floyd said...

What a wonderful expression of your heart. Those tender words are gift from God through you to us.

I needed that reminder this morning as I struggle with the emotions of the wreckage left in CO.

Thanks for your heart.

Pam said...

Beautiful and poetic, Diane! You have more in you than you think. :)
You lifted me up!

Pam said...

Forgot to say... panis angelicus! (bread of angels) :)

Diane Ronzino said...

Thank you, Veronica, Floyd, and Pam...

Ann Cocktale said...

Love the brievity and the passion. "your daughter" so sweet

Diane Ronzino said...

Thanks, Ann!

LOLITA said...

....AND Aqua vitae,from a pure spring pure water flows.

This is a pure poem, D, direct from your heart.

Thanks for sharing.

And for giving us fresh new words for the day.

That could be the prologue to a book.

Betty said...

Beautiful...out of you God flows such sweetness and out sweetness you pour out blessings on others.
Beautiful...simply beautiful

Diane Ronzino said...

Thank you, Lolita, and Betty....

I struggled with even assigning my name to it, as it truly was The Holy Spirit. His deep calling unto my deep.

Toia said...

Beautiful. The last verse is my favorite. Thanks for sharing.

Diane Ronzino said...

Toia, welcome to an encouraging word! Thank you for taking time to read and comment. I will hop over to your blog. I love the title of it!

Diane Ronzino said...

Toia, I wanted to comment on today's post, but the "Post a comment" isn't working. I'm sorry.

A Joyful Noise said...

Diane, this is such a lovely poem. I especially liked the lines: humbled by Your Majesty
blushing at Your Know-all
grateful at Your Tell-not.
Thank you for sharing from your memoirs at Tell me a Story about your cruise with your lovely daughter. I can understand the joy you had and how easy it would be for others to mistake you for sisters or twins. I read down to the next story and could relate to severe punishment as a child that caused anger. There is a story about Healing Anger in my book. I could not find a place to comment, so please let me comment here. Childhood can be both good and bad, and children suffer real pain emotionally as well as physical.

Diane Ronzino said...

Hazel, I'm glad you liked the poen - I don't write poetry often, but when I do, it really is the Holy Spirit. I ususally on use a pen name for such wriitng. To be consistent on the blog, I put my real name and had a hard time doing so.

Yes, on the different pages on this blog, there is no place to comment. I'm sorry about that - it's just the template. So, I'm glad you commented here.

I'm so excited for you that you published your FIRST book! And I can't wait to read it, dear Hazel! You have much to share with the world.

Cheryl Smith said...

Diane, thanks so much for joining in the True Vine Challenge. Love the poem. Of course, I was especially partial to "i remain." :)