Friday, August 28, 2009
Oh, the comfort--the inexpressible comfort of feeling
safe with a person,
Having neither to weigh thoughts,
Nor measure words--but pouring them
All right out--just as they are--
Chaff and grain together--
Certain that a faithful hand will
Take and sift them--
Keep what is worth keeping--
And with the breath of kindness
Blow the rest away.
Dinah Maria Murlock Craik
8 comments:
What a nice segue to your last post, Clif.
To have ... to be that kind of friend ... whew!
And what friend we have in Jesus!
Have a delight-full day!
Myra
Love just how this ties in with all the wonderful people you meet not only in the blogging world but along life's journey as well.
Love and Hugs ~ Kat
It's neat when we meet true friends that you don't have to wear a mask nor pretend...Just say what you want to say and they will understand even if it's a rebuke. That is a nice poem. Have a great weekend. God bless.
This is beautiful, Clif. A friend like that is what we dream of having...and of being. To listen and to be listened to really all we want from a friend..its a wonderful gift. Have a wonderful week-end!
Mary
Clif,
I've seen this before but like a lot of things I've learned over the years, it didn't grow old and is as fresh now as it ever was! Friends are truly a gift from God.
~Jean
Comfort, safe, secure... love.
Beautiful!
Hi Cliff, I love this. Especially keep what is worth keeping.
Blessings. Jeanne
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