by: Megs

Words flow like drops of rain from my Father's lips.

Words that flow from my Father's lips are more

beautiful than a flower that has just bloomed.

As they flow from His lips to my ears they

become more defined in my heart.

He sends rain on my heart to give me clarity.

Blissfully enjoying this intimate time with my Creator,

I inhale His sweet aroma,

and fall in love with Him once more, but deeper.

He allows me to escape, for just this moment,

to commune with Him and Him alone.

I am intoxicated by His presence

and overwhelmed by His voice.

He has truly embraced my heart,

with His omnipresent Love.

How remarkable that He would take

this stained and wounded heart,

and reconcile this being, that He created

to worship and love Him first, not last.

As He pours His love over me

I take in every drop of it.

And in splendor I shall exalt

His name forever more.