Telling the love of Jesus is the desire of my heart, but it is tougher than I expected.
I long for the balm of Gilead. I ask for a soothed soul.
I seek the deep scent and softness of that balm and, in that experience,
I so briefly feel the brush of wings- the Spirit, she hovers.
On the day, O Lord, grant rest to my soul and respite to all who cry out to You.
Amen,
Amen.
ReplyDeleteThank you for this beautiful prayer.