soliloquy on Jeremiah 31

Oh soul, what great things the Lord has done for you. 

Be glad – rejoice in His favor, His immeasurable kindness and mercy.  

He has redeemed you from hands that were too strong for you.

He has given you a new song – a shout of joy. 

He has promised to turn your mourning into dancing.  

He has poured a cup for you – it is overflowing as He pours grace upon grace; it fills and continues to fill so that you cannot keep up with it. 

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Miss you. Would like you to try and teach me how to sew (again).

Miss you.  Miss your wise, wiry, smooth fingers touching and moving down embroidered fabric, opening your mouth to talk about distant lands and people I’ve never met.  You looked at me with such seriousness; I almost could have laughed but didn’t dare. 

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Dear Miss Lavender, Ltr. 3

Dear Miss Lavender,

If you could have only felt the crackle of yellow and orange and red cornflakes beneath your feet as I did today. The skies have turned icy silver and blue and the mornings come with that subtle nip of cold that autumn brings. Last week was the beginning of autumn, as formal as we know it. I have two apples on my table, which refuse to be eaten but sit, staring vehemently at me, as if to say, “with every bite you take of us, you will shorten autumn’s grasp”. So, I dare not touch them.

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Dear Miss Lavender, Ltr. 1

Dear Miss Lavender,

It was a beautiful day in the neighborhood today. You will ask why, I know, for you are inquisitive, like all of us ought to be. It was beautiful because the sun rose, crisp and new from underneath its covers. It graced the sky with a message of lilac and petunia hope. You would have loved it, for you love early mornings and promises of beauty for a day yet unseen.

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