You tell me I am beautiful,
with eyes like a dove.
I can feel Your arms around me,
covering me,
as You hold me in Your love.
I can hear Your tender whisper,
to my broken, frightened heart.
As You remind me to live in this moment,
and let my fears of the future depart.
Jesus...
Your love overwhelms me.
I can feel Your Presence so strongly.
That it makes me weep.
You are my Shepherd and I am Your sheep.
I am a little lamb carried on Your shoulder.
Oh, let me become so accustomed to Your voice
whispering in my ear,
that I might stray from You less, and more often stay near.
You tell me I am beautiful.
You hold me in Your arms of love.
You are in this moment.
My tears become a flood.

(C) Elizabeth T., 2016