Mark Wayne – Author and Warrior
Sometimes there is no justice only mercy
There is something mysterious and mystical about a gray rainy PNW day. The silence and shadows will take you in and if you stop and listen you can hear God’s voice and words of truth.
It helps me to get away even briefly with the rush of the holiday season. To stop the busyness of work and the thousand and one things that vie for our attentions.
We must slow down and ask ourselves what is really important. Am I doing what God would have me do or just spinning my wheels in the mud?
Photo of Columbia River Gorge – Washington State, May 2020
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Every good thing given and every perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of lights, with whom there is no variation or shifting shadow. ~James 1:17
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As the storms rage here in the Pacific Northwest, my thoughts turn to the storms that rage in our lives. Remembering that this too shall pass and hope is no small thing.
A revised poem, rewritten from the original in 2014. You can view that poem, No Colors Here on my blog at this link. I like the addition of the words to the photo. On the previous blog post they were separate. Yes, that is an edited selfie of me. 🙂
Not sure if I am becoming a better writer or not, but definitely different as the years go by. And isn’t that ultimately the goal to not stay the same but to hopefully continually to become a better version of ourselves? Remember you matter, everyone matters!
~Mark Schutter ©2015
Mark Wayne - Author and Warrior 