Your presence oh Lord, is where I crave. Questions and doubt plague me, yet You keep them at bay in my time with You.
“How sweet are your words to my taste, sweeter than honey to my mouth!” Psalm 119:103
You, Lord are my Sweet Fragrance, capturing me: my heart, my mind. I am captivated walking hand in hand in the garden, where You give me a glimpse of the change ahead. You speak softly to me, to look where You look, to see what You see, and to feel what You feel.
I am Lost in You, swept away.
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