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A sip of stillness listening for God moments... relax in the warmth of the "felt" love of Christ. He widens my vision to distinguish real importance transfusing me with His Power in my quest for that Pearl oh, yes, the Pearl of greatest price. Revitalize my love for God renew my thirst for His Word empower my prayers with wordless adoration.......... Overwhelmed the inhibition over the desert lay behind and off I am into the land of longing..... I do not cannot speak no words are necessary too paltry would they be. The dust that becomes the diamonds sprinkles and comes forth. Like the water lily I am basking in the sun of His Presence. I soak up His Love and His Tenderness. In this ecstasy words become unnecessary. Pain God's megaphone through which He speaks to a deaf world. (Which has shut Him out.) To give joyous hospitality we need silence a simple, prayerful silence belongs to everybody in our pousitinia* we desire to hear from our God that still small Voice the fulfilling ........... I will lead her into the desert and tenderly speak to her ** at a loss the Spirit intercedes for us with sighs too deep for words *** inexpressible longings God alone understands. Cj April 30, 2017
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Apr 30, 2017
Apr 30, 2017 at 5:36 PM UTC
A Yearning for....the Presence
A sip of stillness listening for God moments... relax in the warmth of the "felt" love of Christ. He widens my vision to distinguish real importance transfusing me with His Power in my quest for that Pearl oh, yes, the Pearl of greatest price. Revitalize my love for God renew my thirst for His Word empower my prayers with wordless adoration.......... Overwhelmed the inhibition over the desert lay behind and off I am into the land of longing..... I do not cannot speak no words are necessary too paltry would they be. The dust that becomes the diamonds sprinkles and comes forth. Like the water lily I am basking in the sun of His Presence. I soak up His Love and His Tenderness. In this ecstasy words become unnecessary. Pain God's megaphone through which He speaks to a deaf world. (Which has shut Him out.) To give joyous hospitality we need silence a simple, prayerful silence belongs to everybody in our pousitinia* we desire to hear from our God that still small Voice the fulfilling ........... I will lead her into the desert and tenderly speak to her ** at a loss the Spirit intercedes for us with sighs too deep for words *** inexpressible longings God alone understands. Cj April 30, 2017
* pousitania- desert **Hosea 2:14 ***Romans 8:26
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Apr 30, 2017
Apr 30, 2017 at 5:36 PM UTC
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