Dear Lord, you're there, always there. I hear you whispering as your desire echos over my soul. Your harmony is unmistakable. Your presence envelopes me washing through my stony heart. I am unworthy but your mercy is my covering and you draw me into the secret place, your secret place.
He who dwells in the secret place of the Most High, shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty. ~ Psalm 91:1
Nearing the cataract
Refreshingly beautiful
In its embrace ~ wonderful brother, me, faithful husband!
3 comments:
Ah! I feel it, too, simply reading your description of it. What a privilage it is to drink deeply at the fountain of mercy and breathe the atmosphere of heaven itself.
Refreshment springs eternal.
both the picture and your thoughts are beautiful....thanks for sharing
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