Near
Music is playing quietly while I take a few moments to pause, to sit, to listen. I close my eyes. The field comes into focus.
I am sitting on a park bench.
The wind is softly blowing.
I sense Your nearness.
You sit down beside me, placing one arm around my shoulders.
Your hand, nail-scarred, covers mine.
I put my full weight into You and lay my head on Your arm.
Kissing my head, You begin to softly whisper.
You tell me Who I belong to and all the wonderful things You know about me.
"You are my beloved child...my dear friend...I rejoice over you...
you fulfill my joy...I will never leave you..."
You have such a wonderful way with words. I love your blog. It encourages me.
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Thank you so much, Krista. :)
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