The heart of the Father is so very tender. Gentle…and loving. I am always mindful of His BIGNESS! (yes…I made that up:)) I find such difficulty with the human language. NO words are adequate…deep enough…full enough to describe Him. Yet, I have found as I wait in worship…He runs…He was already waiting..for me. I love to begin by acknowledging His greatness…and then also the little ways He touches my heart. This gets my heart focused..as I ask Him to turn my heart to His..The Righteous One …who is also my Gentle Giant..
As I hear thy softened music
I wait for Thee to come
Knowing you are near now
Thy kind and precious One.
The vastness of your High-ness
Comes low to meet with me
Rushing as the wind does
To breathe a word in need.
Holy and pure of heart, yes…
The Master and Lord of Hosts
All -Sufficient and omnipresent
Creator of heavenly hosts.
The Giver of every good thing
Defender of all the oppressed
The Gate by which we must enter
The Door to eternal rest.
The whisperer in the evenings
That cause my eyes to awake
The alluring in the morning
The Voice that causes quakes.
The dreams of distinct definition
And pictures of detailed array
The eyes of the perfect Seer
Same then, now, and today.
The resilient one of great nudging
To come receive all Thy gifts
The delight I feel as your heart leaps
As a Father His daughter grips.
The Almighty that sits and does hover
Listening to every single word
The Holy, Triune Godhead
Gentle Giant and Banner of Love.
(June 24, 2015)
