His wind blows where He wills
I stand alone
catching God
my arms flung wide
my heart open like a book
prologue written
epilogue
only He knows
and I read...
His Word is stretched across each page
a friend to me
along my way
fear not
I am with you always
cast your cares upon Me
for I care for you
delight yourself also in Me
and I will give you the desires of your heart
You believe in God
believe also in ME (Jesus, sweet Jesus)
just faith as a mustard seed
honour your Father and Mother
that it may be well with you
rejoice always
in everything give thanks
my Grace is sufficient for you
I read on
and on
comforted
strengthened
encouraged
desiring nothing more than to be like Him
my pages are filled with Him
He is all I see
in Him is Life
and that
abundantly
Prologue
He keeps His own
under the shadow of His wing
safe
my life
His wind
His word
His book
my favourite things
Beautiful, Susan . . . I am feeling tucked up under His wing right now. Not much energy to blog hop or comment . . . just resting.
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ReplyDeleteAh, these days of hospital work tire me so that I miss all your beautiful words. These I especially loved here
His Word is stretched across each page
a friend to me
along my way
And so His Word is, but I never thought of it quite in that way. Hmmmmm
I'll never hold my Bible in the same way again and I will give it hugs from time to time. I think this idea could make a whole post....
This cyberspace connection is electric. I gain so much knowing you. I think you are iron sharpening iron, Dear Friend,
Dawn
gentle hugs to you all :)
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