One Mind
Once, there were thoughts of being filled – before finding.
One side made every attempt to keep the earthly forever blinding.
Many drinks were sought in such a place – before knowing.
Then, upon tried chapters, the Spirit poured – like a river flowing.
“Would you give up?” – (finally) as a question.
Years followed – each passing with many a lifting lesson.
“These are the greatest gifts” –
exclaimed as they were bestowed.
“What more could be given –
(in return) for these triumphs and throes?”
This is the Promise (which always mends).
This is the Manna (which eternally sends).
This is the Bread (which never ends).
Awakenings 
A Glimpse of Home (Kerry Livgren)
When I was very young so many songs were sung
So much wasted time on an uphill climb
But you where always there, a feeling in the air
There was nothing to fear you were so near
Now you are here once again
As I stand in your presence
I can feel the quiet patience of your gaze
Like an old superstition
You are haunting all my dreams and waking days
(Chorus)
All my life I knew you were waiting, revelation anticipating
All is well, the search is over, let the truth be known
Let it be shown (give me a glimpse of home)
There’s no resisting you among the chosen few
It’s so hard to be sure, it’s so hard to endure
And when I hear your voice
I know I have the choice
To pursue an ideal, something so real
Now I’ve got nothing to lose
As I see your reflection
All the answers I desire become so clear
Like a page that is turning
I can look into the future without fear
(Chorus)
You’re in my rock and roll, you’re in my very soul
Though it’s heavy to bear, it’s a feeling so rare
And it’s a mystery, the way it’s meant to be
Can we ever know, we’re moving so slow
There ain’t enough time in the world
As I reach up the ladder
There is something ever higher to perceive
Like a fire that is burning
In my heart I know I surely must believe
https://seaclearly.com/?s=A+Glimpse+of+Home
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kerry_Livgren
Seeds of Change: The Spiritual Quest of Kerry Livgren
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/AD_(band)
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The Grasp of Your Hand
Let me not pray to be sheltered from dangers,
but to be fearless in facing them.
Let me not beg for the stilling of my pain, but
for the heart to conquer it.
Let me not crave in anxious fear to be saved,
but hope for the patience to win my freedom.
Grant me that I may not be a coward, feeling
Your mercy in my success alone; but let me find
the grasp of Your hand in my failure.
http://inwardoutward.org/2016/09/30/the-grasp-of-your-hand/
Wonderfully inspiring.
In some ways it brought Daniel: 17-18 to mind: “If we are thrown into the blazing furnace, the God we serve is able to deliver us from it, and he will deliver us from Your Majesty’s hand. But even if he does not, we want you to know, Your Majesty, that we will not serve your gods or worship the image of gold you have set up.”
The statement of “But even if he does not . . .” is the key to what connected your writing with those passages.
“It is He that loveth His brethren, His sheep.”
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