The River

I find myself drawn to The River. 

With its beauty and power, 

The River calls to me. 

The River can be known but not fully. 

Therein lies the mystery. 

The River has a voice, 

and I love the way it sounds.

Michael Neale - The River

may my heart slow

to quiet

so that I might hear

His whisper

peace, be still

still

.  
seeking still with Sandy

 

Not yet?

I have felt ready
impatient
tired of the tight, dark spaces
of hiding

I am something,
someone new
shaped by His hand
and His will
the old has passed away

and yet
and yet

there is more to be done
He whispers

and shields me
holds me
His cover of protection
at once both
chains
and comfort

wings stretch forth
drying only as quickly
as He will allow

Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation; old things have passed away; behold, all things have become new  2 Corinthians 5:17 NKJV



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