Sitting across the table from you
Wonder what you’re thinking
Is it just the food? Something more?
You look up. The sweetness in your eyes
Dispels all doubts in wedded bliss
All conversations merge into one
There’s no one for me but you.
Sitting down at Your table with You
Dark the vagrant thoughts in my head
Not on the bread, nor on the wine
Your living Presence hid to my eyes
Your tender, humbling gaze on me, I look up:
Enthroned majesty cloaked in a naked Lamb
Slain for the love of a sinner like me
There’s no one for me but You.
Dreams from a Pilgrimage 
Beautiful poem!
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Frank,
I am so glad you think so. Thank you very much and glory be to God!
Pax,
Dora
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Fabulous
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Anita,
Praise be to God! Thank you for reading.
Pax,
Dora
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Truth isn’t only powerful, it’s beautiful. Well done!
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Susan,
I appreciate that comment so much! Thank you, and glory be to our God and Savior Jesus Christ.
Pax,
Dora
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Amen. 🙏
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Beautiful! Praise God!
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Amen! Thank you, sister.
Pax,
Dora
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Very nicely done Dora! Fits right in with Communion Sunday today.
dwight
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It is absolutely beautiful! Love it!
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What a lovely Corpus Christi reflection! I hope that yours was blessed as mine was.
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Anne,
Blessed by your comments, thank you!
Pax,
Dora
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LOve this
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A blessing to write by God’s grace, all glory to Him alone.
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🙌🙌🙌
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