Sunday, March 8, 2009
In His presence
In the quiet, in the stillness. He speaks.
What He speaks is lovely, and what He speaks is true.
I long to remain in His presence, captured in His gaze - the object of His delight.
The pouring rain, the marble tiles, the open sky, the wooden flutes, the flock of birds. It's a beautiful place to be.
He created me. And He loves me. And today, nothing else matters.
Posted by GLB