In the absence of words
I live in words.
Words make me secure. Like I have really lived.
But I discovered a certain beauty when words cease to exist.
Like as I walk alone back home, and the gentle, cool breeze brushing against my skin, and the instrumental worship music playing in my ears...
I inhale.
And almost feel like heaven.
When the day's done, and you know you have worked hard to give God honor and glory and praise throughout the day; when you know you have tried your best to worship God with every minute of your life, then you don't need words anymore for security.
The Spirit Himself gives you the assurance, and the peace that we need.
Even without words, we hear Him. And feel Him in our midst.
Words make me secure. Like I have really lived.
But I discovered a certain beauty when words cease to exist.
Like as I walk alone back home, and the gentle, cool breeze brushing against my skin, and the instrumental worship music playing in my ears...
I inhale.
And almost feel like heaven.
When the day's done, and you know you have worked hard to give God honor and glory and praise throughout the day; when you know you have tried your best to worship God with every minute of your life, then you don't need words anymore for security.
The Spirit Himself gives you the assurance, and the peace that we need.
Even without words, we hear Him. And feel Him in our midst.
Labels: encountering God
wow.
praise God...
d (:
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