My hands timidly hover over the keys.
Dusting off the cobwebs that grew over the past year as the Father bound up and redeemed.
Oh how He is gracious, faithful & just.
Returning to this platform to share of how He moves in the unseen and seen.
Telling of the ways He grows and strengthens.
And more than anything – the sweetness that comes from His presence.
I think that’s why wildflowers mean so much;
they have to have deep roots to survive hard seasons.
Isn’t that the beauty of what God does time and time again;
burning away the corrosion for new life to form?
Without the refinement, there would be no room to flourish –
how beautifully sweet.
Even if; He is still here, present and active.
So it may seem a bit awkward…
The pages containing more s p a c e s; a sense of quietness —
because, something I have learned this past year, is that intimacy with the Father comes when my heart sits; laying it all at His feet and asking to simply be held.
May these words resonate with you, however the Lord crafts them to,
thank you for being patient –