" Dia de Los VIVOS" (The Day of the Living)

Dark of daynight,

 Weary warriors leave the bunker to gather and hunt.

Alone, with dreams blanketing, tucked into trust,

sun surges up,

grabbing day-promise as the last one thousand eight hundred and twenty-six days horizon.

Expectation rouses the slumber; its loud voice proclaiming a chorus.

Listen carefully, “Do you hear it?”

“This is the day…”

Receive

Rejoice

Remember

Reconsider

Resurrect

Rekindle a blaze never relinquished to ash.

Grace pours out hotwarm,

Sweetened in Love

 And Gracewords…they flash across the touch screen of my heart.

"We never knew him but…”

“We miss him too.”

“Your God—He is good.”

(Can my God be so good?)

Same God.

Same Love.

The skyfountain showers thirsty earth.

Fellowship gathers round, shelter through the storms.

God-tilled, mother-teared soil yields Harvest.

Prepared Bounty.

Hope messages:

“Set aside seeds for spring planting.”

“TODAY is the day you ask of me Lord?”

“THIS DAY?”

(Spirit on Pilgrim’s Pathway swoops down).

“It is your time to walk among the living,” He coos in the Psalm page of the day.

Choose Life.

Choose to Trust.

Choose to Live.

One thousand eight hundred and twenty-SEVEN days.

My grateful heart ticks toward Eternity’s reunion.

“Walk in the Land of the Living…

And Be Glad In It."

Psalm 27:13-14

New American Standard Bible (NASB)

I would have despaired unless I had believed that I would see the goodness of the LORD
In the land of the living.
 Wait for the LORD;
Be strong and let your heart take courage;
Yes, wait for the LORD.