The Path Between: Traveling corridors of no light within my heart has grown weary following to many soundtracks... ...drawing me so easily to a place of muddied existence and restless fear nothing is clear yet my heart says it is time to draw ever near.... Thinking on to many things I seem to stray...instead of closing down that generator and begin to pray.... To many foxes spoil the vine to many thoughts and not near enough time ... Yet some where in the mix between here and there I so often take a detour from this load of care.., and there in I listen and find great peace looking for what is priceless as my release...until I see there is a need to recognize this path as full of holy seed. Days run into each other, they are all a blur even so my heart says there an apothecary about to stir... Not because of anything I have done but because He has said it is finished and the battle is won.
The Prodigal's Return: The robe of Joseph has been my garment until my own thoughts trampled its glow...yet in His mercy I am led to see it is again restored by recognizing I am not my own. The sword of the spirit has been my shield yet somehow its become dull...
Yet today I have been placed in position to walk renewed deeply and my heart is full. The walk of a woman single and alone has become a bitter root yet today I see myself as His in a way I thought lost...and it has caused me to rise again vs being storm tossed.
For today in the moment in the sweetness of your presence as I stand beside these living waters...I am able to let go and no longer fear the future nor regret the past because you have given me the only love that last.
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