Awash in His delight. . .
My church bulletin reminded me this week that God delights in us. It is such a strange thought to try to comprehend, that an awesome powerful God can delight in us, when we are so flawed and fragile. Yet as we delight in our children despite their imperfections so our Father delights in us. This and some other wonderful things that have come my way lately reminded me of a poem I wrote this summer when God was pleased to give me a time when I could sense His delight. I named it Serenity because when you can sense His love his way, all it can do is leave your soul completely at peace and serene.
Serenity
Yesterday You tickled my fingers with Your sunshine
Today You tickled them with Your rain
Tonight my heart flew to You in worship
My feet danced before You without pain.
Tomorrow I'll be still in Your presence
I'll let Your wind play with my hair,
but now my Dear Sweet Jesus
meet me in my dreams somewhere.
Serenity
Yesterday You tickled my fingers with Your sunshine
Today You tickled them with Your rain
Tonight my heart flew to You in worship
My feet danced before You without pain.
Tomorrow I'll be still in Your presence
I'll let Your wind play with my hair,
but now my Dear Sweet Jesus
meet me in my dreams somewhere.
1 Comments:
What a lovely poem.
Auntie Mo
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