Week 3
If there’s one thing
I know
profess
believe
testify to &
yet can’t seem to fully grasp is
His presence in the details.
I say I know it
But, then there are these moments
where I am struck by it
in such
huge waves
that crash over me and
flood my soul.
This drenching
and saturation of
realizing His goodness to me
Stops me in my tracks
Binds my heart to gratefulness
And makes me become
Ultra aware of how
Each step
Each part
Each thing
-good
-bad
-and even the butt ugly
They all seem to
be woven into
perfection.
Everything is just
what I needed and
when I needed it.
This understanding
of how He
Loves me
Protects me
Knows me
Sees me
Understands me
Always.
I can’t even find
the words to adequately
describe it.
I try, but no words
seem to suffice.
But—
The peace that
courses through my veins
brings me rest
allows me to trust
and whispers to me,
“I am here.”
No comments:
Post a Comment