So now I ponder on my Lord, and how He woes my soul to His. The comfort of family and friends, the joy of a laughing grandchild nearby, the security of bills all caught up, tummy full, and heart too, every sense seems intune and balanced with nature. And still, there is something that beckons the need for...well, not even sure what, not until...
So now I ponder on my Lord, and how He woes my soul to His. The comfort of family and friends, the joy of a laughing grandchild nearby, the security of bills all caught up, tummy full, and heart too, every sense I possess seems intune and balanced with nature. And still, there is something that beckons the need for...well, I am unable to discern, not until...
His words echo in my inner-dwellings. The words that He has placed in my knowing: He is sufficient and I shall not want. He is my inheritance, my portion, in His presence there is fullness of joy and at His right hand, lies pleasures evermore. Finally, I reflect on Jeremiah 15:16...
Your words were found and I ate them, And Your words became for me a joy and the delight of my heart; For I have been called by Your name, O Lord God of hosts.
Ahhhh deep breath of Yaweh, as I realize viscerally, in the core of my sanctuarous places, it is He I yearn, and it is He that fulfills thee. My cup is now flowing over with the necter of the honey - suckled Kingdom of God.
So now I ponder on my Lord, and how He woes my soul to His. The comfort of family and friends, the joy of a laughing grandchild nearby, the security of bills all caught up, tummy full, and heart too, every sense I possess seems intune and balanced with nature. And still, there is something that beckons the need for...well, I am unable to discern, not until...
His words echo in my inner-dwellings. The words that He has placed in my knowing: He is sufficient and I shall not want. He is my inheritance, my portion, in His presence there is fullness of joy and at His right hand, lies pleasures evermore. Finally, I reflect on Jeremiah 15:16...
Your words were found and I ate them, And Your words became for me a joy and the delight of my heart; For I have been called by Your name, O Lord God of hosts.
Ahhhh deep breath of Yaweh, as I realize viscerally, in the core of my sanctuarous places, it is He I yearn, and it is He that fulfills thee. My cup is now flowing over with the necter of the honey - suckled Kingdom of God.
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