"The night is far spent; the day is at hand"
-Romans 13:12
***
Dawn displaces darkness
shooing away wintry shadows
nudging me out of my nocturne
and blowing on the smouldering coals
of long dormant dreams
held in abeyance
rousing them to life with the soft breath of the season
bidding them take flight after their long repose...
I pause for just a moment
in this space between spaces
letting my eyes adjust to new light
to new Day...
Then, flooded with freedom,
feeling the updraft of Your faithfulness
I take my first step
letting new legs carry me
into come-what-may...
...Lead on, my Lord...
Lead Thou me on...
***
"Who is this coming up from the wilderness, leaning upon her Beloved?"
-Song of Solomon 8:5
The soft breath of the season
ReplyDeletesoaks me as I read these life-giving words,
stirs me to also pause in this space
between spaces
and thrill for you
as you're feeling
the updraft of His faithfulness.
Oh how I love those words!
And that faithfulness.
And I'm cheering you on,
pulling for you with love and joy
in the fresh wings you're feeling
as new legs carry you into
come what may,
into come more Lord,
into more than you can ask or imagine
and the beautiful surprises
just waiting
around the next bend
for much loved you.
Leaning on your beloved
looks most gorgeous
on you:)
-Jennifer
yes, into what may come...
ReplyDeletebeautiful!