The Bluebird

Did a bird in fact flit by
Blue iridescence blazing 
Or was it but a moment’s glimpse
My mind’s eye then amazing 

Color blazed through gloomy gray
Of sky and soul in winter 
Rarely seen in busy town 
Mountain birds its kinder 

Yet blue it flew to bright the day
Reminders in my sorrow 
That gladness pierces even gloom 
God-sent a bright-winged arrow 

Oh bluebird take my love and fly 
To those my arms are missing 
And pierce them with your glad surprise 
Of joy and heart-filled blessing

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LORD, thank You for those perfectly timed occurrences that turn our eyes off our gloom and onto the brightness of Your presence and promise. May all who mourn today see You, Your provision, Your great abiding Love. You know our sorrows even more than we do…comfort us, I pray. Thank You, Lord, for joy amidst our suffering. Only in You may we experience such a thing! Bless You, LORD! In Jesus’ name, Amen. 

Matthew 5:4 NKJV
“Blessed are those who mourn, For they shall be comforted”

Psalms 124:7-8
“Our soul has escaped as a bird from the snare of the fowlers; The snare is broken, and we have escaped.
8 Our help is in the name of the Lord, Who made heaven and earth”