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His Presence: by Penny Preston

I ran into a person

while shopping at the store

I thought she looked familiar,

like someone I’d known before.


Others whom I thought I knew

showed up in my day

They all appeared familiar,

but from where I could not say.


I watched with slight confusion

at a kindness they displayed,

or a reminiscent caring

in a gesture they portrayed.


How were we acquainted?

Where had we met before?

It drove me to distraction,

and as I paced the floor…


The Lord said, “Do no ponder.

Let your troubled thoughts be free.

There’s a reason they’re familiar,

for it’s me in them you see.”


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