May those who sow in tears reap with shouts of joy. Those who go out weeping, bearing the seed for sowing, shall come home with shouts of joy, carrying their sheaves.
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I sometimes spontaneously break into song. Yep, I blurt in out in car...the shower...standing flat-footed in the kitchen. I am pretty sure that I am not the only one. So let's do this together...well, virtually together....I dare you to start singing out loud the hymn chorus inspired by this psalm. And-a-one And-a-two And-a........
"Bringing in the sheaves! Bringing in the sheaves! We will come rejoicing bringing in the sheaves!"
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Keep us singing, Lord. Amen.
Deb Grant, resilient child of God, creative tinker of paper, ink, wood, shiny things, paint and words. The human amusement of a parrot and a dog.
Writer, poet, artist, human, citizen, learner, scruffy, goof.
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