Exuberant Glow

February 15, 2010

I feel your embrace
warm and secure around me
I breathe in your sigh


I drink from your lips
love’s sweetest nectar flowing
from your soul’s fountain


my heart is yours love
white-hot radiance burning
exuberant glow




Honey Dust

February 14, 2010

what a gift to know
your love is constant and true
not passing fancy


for some today ends
with strewn wrapping and garters
love is more than that


True love is forever


a miracle birthed
right before my very eyes
our love is alive


elegant passion
glistening crystal waters
dancing in your eyes


instantly you know
the heights and depths of my soul
you soar and swim there


black and white… shades of grey… ’til
you coloured my world


love kissed me sweetly
the day our lives collided
permanent impact


snow falls like powder
confectionary sugar
sweetly from the sky


honey dust from heaven



Twitter #FollowFriday Posts

December 4, 2009

Electronic social media is a thing we are so fortunate to enjoy. Once in a while we are blessed with finding people who click with us in such a way that social threads and friendships are formed across the ether. Hearts are good at catching rhythms that harmonize with our own. The world is wide and we are all very different so, obviously, kinship is subjective.

Set out below is a collection of #FollowFriday comments I’ve tweeted relative to some of my Twitter Friends together with their websites, as applicable, so you may see some of the wonder of what I’ve discovered in them. These people have managed to capture my attention in one special way or another, while others have completely captured my heart. 

As surely as time changes, we all change with it. I will update this post on a weekly basis to keep it new and fresh. I hope you enjoy this and invite some of these same wonderful souls into your circle to touch your life as they’ve managed to touch mine.

@Abeeliever Amazing indefatiguable super hero in shining armor with a heart of pure gold. She’s a sage and fierce warrior against huge dark forces. My precious guardian angel (and I’ll bet she has a halo and gossamer wings). She’s an advocate of peace, love & promoter of living large. Outstanding & gifted writer who’s captured my heart. She’s a true friend, ally and life force bringing to light mental health awareness and suicide prevention. We’re joined at the heart and the soul. This humble, precious one has blessed my life tremendously, the measure of which will be disclosed only in eternity.   http://polkadotsarepretty.blogspot.com/  and http://unavitabella.com/
@Adamfyre Pen (keyboard) mightier than the sword… weilds haiku like a ninja. Most chivalrous swordsman. Passionately-driven poetry that whispers sweet nothings to the soul. Admittedly dreams up haiku at stoplights. He inspires poetry in a poet’s heart.
@AlexKaris He’s tenacious and he cracks me up. Good energy. Gracious, motivating and very charismatic! Enthusiastic proponent of getting all life has to offer sans tolerances that keep you from being your greatest YOU. Must follow this one!
@AliveinMe Heather eminates the joy of the Lord. Her tweets are a blessing to receive.  http://hiswill4me.blogspot.com/
@Arquecy It’s so encouraging to see a young man wise beyond his years and so in love with Jesus. http://www.myspace.com/Arquecy
@AZBlueEyes Because we razor-sharp, witty, hot chicks who’ve got it together must stick together. Unpredictably funny. She just cracks me up.
@candace14 Sassy sage w/lots of fire, wit & wisdom. Musical candied passion for life & her baby girl. Love her. Always keeping it real. 
@CaronsBeachHs This one reminds me of the restorative power and calming affect of the sea. Cheerful and inviting tweets from PacNorthwest. http://everythingcoastal.blogspot.com/
@CheekyWeePony Wears *the* sexiest face of all (in my humble opinion). One of my main dopamine hits. This one has quickly become the Pony Express of good tidings!!
@chupadupa Good energy & quippy posts.
@civis Epicureous yummy follow. Wanderlust who shares beautiful photos of globetrotting ventures.
@coffeetablepoet Poetic soul who beautifully shares the romantic magic of words. Feeds my regular craving for poetic morsels. Poetic positivity. Consistent and timely bounty of beautiful poetry.
@csrculinaryarts Epicureous yummy follow.
@craigfergfan “What’s in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet.” -Shakespeare’s Juliet~~~~<3
@cupcakes5 What a treat she is! Positive, smart, funny, razor-sharp wit & great energy. She found my laugh button. Virtual sweetness — but no saccharine here. Home-schooling mom. What a woman!
@DailyWinePicks Personal virtual sommelier.
@dANGELofLOVE Good energy. Deeply beautiful inspired passion & wisdom. Constant encouraging feed.
@donnasfineart Must follow if you’re jonesing for sass, spunk and great verve. I love her fiery, flirty personality. Infectious energy! Sassy sage w/lots of fire, wit & wisdom. She says to me, “Not only the coolest but we both follow the same God! Can’t get any better than that….” I agree. She’s so genuine and has become a fast friend. Precious lady. Fearless entrepreneur. Brave and passionate mother and wife.
@dpodolskyBecause he’s so farking brainy! Verrrry interesting tweets. He’s a brainiac!
@GourmetNewsEpicureous yummy follow. My favorite source for new & faultless recipes.
@Enchantedheart This one is like a butterfly – fluttering by with beautiful reminders of beautiful things – Sunny Sweetness. Truly enchanting, beautiful, warm heart.
@Eschnak Sensitive compassion. Everyone needs a strong, gentle workhorse spirit in their life. Poetic positivity. Equine friend. Goes beyond self to break through in the name of life.
@faithgoddess7 Thoughtful, positive, beautiful and wise encouragement. Sensitive, knowing and compassionate soul.
@Gidyean Brilliant purveyor of musical candy in all flavors. Sweet audio treat.
@heidiheart Beautiful spirit with a servant’s heart. Encouraging writer. Pastor’s wife.. major kudos there, as it takes a special kind of woman to fill those sacred shoes. http://www.heartconnection.ca/
@ice_simplicity Epicureous yummy follow.
@islandprincess2 She’s just too cool not to love. Like ice cream.. need I say more? Sassy sage w/lots of fire, wit & wisdom. Me thinks she really is a princess — certainly charming enough. WARNING: Be sure you are not drinking anything while reading her tweets.. very funny lady.
@jorge Good energy.
@justkel Poetic master of beautifully weaving together haiku and those six word wonders. http://kellijustice-justkel.blogspot.com/
@JoyfulNan All in the name (Joyful). Outstanding drive and positivity!! AND she loves Craig Ferguson : ). Sunny Sweetness. High-energy achiever — all things are possible!
@jshe What’s not to love? She’s a wife, a mother, a teacher and she makes me smile. God bless this one.
@Kim23Supernova This is my twin separated somewhere in time who looked me straight in the eye and smiled with electric energy and magnetic zeal. So happy to be in harmonious sync with this beautiful heart and soul.
@kingsthings Good energy and he’s Larry King!! I love that he doesn’t insult his viewers’ intelligence by dodging the hard questions.
@Kronich Silent wisdom. Very cerebral & interesting tweets.
@LipSyncingScot One of my main dopamine hits always ready with my favorite tweets. Passionate, energized, turbo-charged sweetness… “Remind you of anyone?”
@livinlime This fresh spirit is full of verve and goodness, lots of joy with that added kick of fun!
@LovelyLu Sunny ornery sweetness. Gotta watch those quiet ones.
@Malinky2Stoatir One of my main dopamine hits. *****YouTubular. You’re amazing!  http://www.youtube.com/profile?user=Malinky2Stoatir&view=videos  http://remindyouofanyone.blogspot.com/
@MarthaStewart Epicureous yummy follow. 140Wonderwoman!
@MarkShepard Gifted song writer with a great sense of humor and great perspective of life.
@MaxLucado Jesus said, “Above all, I would that you love one another.” Thank you for showing the precious love of our Jesus in all you do. You’re a blessing.
@Mdlstudio2008 This sweet island girl has a wonderful spirit and it’s such a pleasure to see her beautiful smile each day!
@MoRocca Good energy. Too funny not to follow.
@MudStick Loves me my Craig.. thank you for your excellent postings and welcome wit!
@noralmt For witty and compassionate loveliness. Poetic positivity. Lovely lady!
@planethealer She gives consistently positive, healing, encouraging, loving and powerful words that uplift the heart and soul.
@pudditatso Great benefactor of brilliant and fervent poetic verse. And, I love her beatiful Toby kitty <3.
@Quiverymoments Beautiful kindred spirit. Lovely passion and transparent intimacy. http://reflecting.weebly.com/
@quotesnack Love the quotes, blog and writing prompts! http://quotesnack.com Poetic positivity. Thank you for the gentle prodding to write!
@robertomazzoni This is one of the hardest-working man in real estate. Inspiring entrepreneurialism.  http://robertomazzoni.com/
@rubberducknessi Sassy sage w/lots of fire, wit & wisdom. Twitter & DVR junky. Adore the Scottish accent (can almost hear the rrrrolling RRRs) & kiss-my-arse attitude ; ). Yep, I said it.
@SeanMalarkey He’s full of fun surprises. A mixed bag of goodies — you never know what’s next. Cracks me up. Good energy.
@senryunectar Sensational poet with finger perfectly placed on the pulse of love’s various tones.
@SerendipityJane For plenty of sage spark, snark & giggles. Powerfully sharp & vibrant fun! Sassy sage w/lots of fire, wit & wisdom. Hidden treasures found here for sure. And.. she agrees that chocolate is a solve-all. This sparkler will bedazzle you!
@shaboui Sassy sage w/lots of fire, wit & wisdom. Potpourri of fantastic tweets and photographs of beautiful places. Sophisticated loveliness. Tres chic!
@sharepositivity One who’s name speaks truly of its user. Generous benefactor of encouraging words and gentle wisdom; poetic positivity.
@spreadingJOY  Joined me along life’s path and brought me music. Sensational bearing! She brings me joy and prays for and with me. So blessed and thankful for her. http://www.spreadingjoycorp.com/newchallenge.html 
@Spycnsweet Quiet encouragement. Love the positive inspiration of this wonderful woman.
@starlingpoet A beautiful poetic spirit who inspires one to not want to miss a thing. Poetry in motion. Poetic positivity. She says I’m one of her *muses*. How cool is that? Her words speak volumes to my heart. Heart of pure gold and impeccable timing. She’s as sweet as a summer strawberry.   http://www.writingroom.com/Starlingpoet
@StayinPositive Poetic positivity. Inspired beauty. Life champion. So kind, gentle and eveready to encourage and inspire.
@Sugarnspicepix Love, love love the consistent musical sweet & spicy verve of this one.
@SuperGirl Her name speaks for itself. It’s true. Straight shooter with superpower energy! Everyone needs a superhero in their set. Sunny Sweetness.
@Tipperay Haiku master that roars like a lion but purrs like a kitten.
@TwaddictsRUs Beautiful music messenger and welcome fellow Twitter addict.
@twiddledout Sunny Sweetness. Lovely young lady. Gentle positivity. Beautiful inside and out.
@uniqueesa Lovely lady always ready with open heart and cheerful words of sweet encouragement.
@urbancrafter Creative gal, this one. Me thinks she may bleed poetic prose. Her inspired haiku is fascinating to behold. http://www.urbancrafter.typepad.com/
@vanessalammers For consistent positive and friendly vibes. Sunny Sweetness. Adorable & genuine sweet spirit. Love her! She always manages to bless me in 140 or less.
@winerecipes Epicureous yummy follow. Cure all for What’s For Dinner Syndrome.
@winesatoriEpicureous yummy follow. Cure all for What’s For Dinner Syndrome.
@wordmadeflesh Sunny Sweetness. Walking the walk. 
@writinginrain Exquisitely beautiful, inspired writing. You don’t want to miss a thing here:  http://mypoint.typepad.com/blog/
@zoogirltoo I love her transparency and “LuvbabyLuv” panache. Tells it like it is and seals it with a kiss — not sugar coating. 


Divine Syntax

October 31, 2009

Drawn to you by an invisible magnet somewhere in creation, I found myself before you. Happy discovery, though you were not lost, and thriving nicely in your world. I was thrilled by your charm, verve and attraction. Your eyes pulled me in; I could see you and so wanted to know you.

Playful banter and mild flirtation blew off the dust from pages written on my heart long ago. Somehow, by means of which only God and you know, you were able to read me: who I was, who I am, who I long to be. You saw all the redlined text and considered the passionate language that had been stricken-out by bitter hurt, disappointment and the chill of time. You turned the yellowed page where I had lost interest and put down my pen. There, you saw a crisp, blank, new page. Unwritten.

You danced across my life with arms spread wide, like wings, in jubilant uninhibited motion, doing what you do best: being yourself!

You reached for my hand, hesitantly, I accepted. You bowed low and long and kissed my hand more gracefully than I could ever have imagined.

One day, you gave me roses… so thoughtful and precious. The bouquet was the most beautiful I had ever seen, delivered by a little boy, wide-eyed and innocent, with both hands embracing a gift and no ulterior motive except for a wish from a pure heart to brighten my day.

I was smitten.

Along the way, you romanced my heart in new and different ways, loving me as a friend, a teacher, a minister, a clown, a guide, a crooner, a rock star, a dancer, an artist, a poet, a counselor, a brother, a mentor, a daddy….

You had read somewhere on those dusty old pages of my heart that I had abandoned trust some time ago. I was cynical. I didn’t believe in “true love.”

When you first captured my heart, all I could do was cry. I had never cried so much in my life! They were big happy tears because no one had ever treated me as special as you did. In bewilderment, I kept asking myself, why you were so sweet to me. I just couldn’t understand it. I couldn’t see the worth you had applied to me. You made me feel special.

When I fell so deeply in love with you, you gently pointed out dangerous blind spots in my perspective. Though the pain of those lessons was excruciating, I listened to you, because you had earned my trust. You asked me to fall backwards and let Jesus catch me. You weren’t going to do it.

I was confused, angry and so hurt.

In agony, I ripped out all the pages of my broken heart – because you had read them. I felt so violated and betrayed. How dare you woo me into a frenzy, make me feel so amazingly special and encourage me to bare my soul, only to find that it made you uncomfortable! In a torrent, I gathered every page of my romantic and idyllic thoughts and threw them into the fire. Without realizing where I truly was, I had come to the end of myself. I didn’t want to be a woman merely in love with the idea of being in love. I wanted to be loved, truly and deeply. I fed the raging inferno, page at a time until every last one was burned, then I walked away from the fire after watching what I believed to be my dreams turn to ashes. 

I lashed out like a spoiled child and turned my back on you. Later in my embarrassment, I realized that I had failed to consider the issue of your discomfort. How very small and selfish of me. I so wanted to run to you and tell you how sorry I was and how foolish I had been. But, I didn’t. Little did I know, you were fully aware of the whole ugly scene.

Even so, you were with me in the darkness, even though I thought you had gone. I believe you prayed for me. Eventually, you reached out and encouraged me to keep moving forward and continue trusting Jesus – not you, or myself – but Daddy God. You encouraged me to allow God to love all of me: even The Woman.

God proves Himself  to me, as the lover – The Fulfillment – of my soul.

Nobody had ever introduced me to Jesus as such. I had not been able to comprehend such a love. He used you to introduce me to that concept. He unfolds the mystery of Himself in my life as only He can. He loves so deeply and exclusively. He moves heaven and earth to show Himself to each of us, right where we are, in our own language.

I have fallen deeply in love with Him. I trust Him. I believe He knows how deeply I love and adore you. Nobody can love me like you do.

God is love. Love is a miracle. He is the Flame.

Each new day is a new page, unwritten. I believe Love’s hands have woven our hearts together with words and a three-cord strand of mysterious divinity. I am so thankful for you and cherish each and every moment we spend together.

God is the Author and the Finisher. Every good thing comes from Him. He does all things well.


Joy or Sorrow

October 7, 2009

Joy is an instant motivator.

Sorrow saps ambition from my bloodstream.

Joy gives me wings whereas the weight of sorrow renders the same wings powerless. Joy feeds my soul and gives my body energy and determination to carry on regardless of my physical needs at the time.

Sorrow is a thief stealing away perfect health and vitality at its first appearance.

Which is greater? Joy is greater! It gives of itself and renders fruitfulness. It is a benefactor of greatness from the very smallest of things: a smile, a twinkle in the eye, a warm hug….

Sorrow is the least of things, but a fearsome terrorist, a black hole. It is the densest void and worthless on its own, never giving anything back, but steals and destroys everything to including health, wealth, creativity, sanity and the very will to live.

I choose joy.

“…Do not grieve, for the joy of the LORD is your strength.” -Nehemiah 8:10


Here’s a bit of obscure glimpses gathered from a very ordinary but beautiful autumn day. In and of themselves, these photos are those that would have ended up deleted apart from this quaint little exercise.

As I awoke this morning, I remembered to take a picture of my first viewing, which was the ceiling. Upon deciding that view was completely blah, I shot the alarm clock to document the time at which my hourly documentary was to begin. Because this shot was so very close and we were instructed not to re-shoot photos, I decided at this point that my theme would be “Up Close and Personal.”

Exhibit A: The Alarm Clock.IMG00423-20091002-0711

Taking my time getting out of bed and into the day, this next photo is of my attempt to make a pot of coffee while using my left hand to take the picture. I re-shot the photo sans the spill, however, I felt guilty at being disingenuous and vowed to be true to the “one shot rule.” So, here we have

Exhibit B: The Mess.IMG00426-20091002-0815

Once I got the coffee underway, I unloaded the dishwasher, made breakfast, ate breakfast, had a cup of coffee, cleaned my breakfast mess and sat down to some time on Twitter time. I usually use TweetDeck, but that was a little too up close and personal, so before taking the one shot, I secured my screen a little bit… so you know.

Exhibit C: Twitter IMG00428-20091002-0915

After taking care of beloved tweeps and showing gratitude for RTs and showing #FollowFriday love, I began to get ready for the day. At the 13th minute of the hour, I was in the throws of primping and coiffing.

Exhibit D: The Dressing TableIMG00429-20091002-1013

 As the day moved ahead, the moment to shoot came as I was on the phone making plans with my 18-year-old son to see a double feature of “Toy Story” and “Toy Story 3” in 3D!! This is a sentimental thing perhaps more for me than him. He watched it no less than 500 times, I’m sure. The sounds of Buzz, Woody and the delightful gang of Andy’s toys rang throughout our household for a solid year. He’s such a good son, my boy. He’s taking me to see it Saturday morning before he goes to work. They grow so fast : (.

Exhibit E: “Toy Story” Double FeatureIMG00431-20091002-1213

 My intention was to spend some time in the garden today and bring in my geraniums. One thing lead to another and it didn’t happen. Outlook reminded me it was time to take another photo way too soon, in my opinion. I was on my way out the door and this is the incidental result.

 Exhibit F: Out the DoorIMG00432-20091002-1314

 I didn’t go outside, afterall. Instead, I decided to have lunch. I made a salad of spinach and a leftover rosemary chicken breast, a bit of onion, tomato, cracked pepper and provolone cheese. It was a beautiful salad and I so wanted to photograph it, but… that would be dishonest as I was just shy of the 13th minute on the hour and too hungry to wait. After having lunch, I sat down to catch up on my DVR of last night’s Late Late Show, with the magnificent host Craig Ferguson.

Exhibit G: The King of Late Night (reading e-mail)IMG00434-20091002-1414

After viewing the show, I sat down to take care of some business and pay bills. When Outlook reminded me that it was time, I looked up and saw stars, kind of.

Exhibit H: The Cosmos by Carl SaganIMG00437-20091002-1514

After paying bills, I decided to go for a walk and soak in some autumn sun and crisp air. It was the perfect day for it. I saw many wonderful things that would have made great pictures. Leaves changing, vibrant flowers, water fountains, the clearest blue skies and great architecture. A squirrel even seemed to pose on a limb for me, but it was not yet time to shot the 13th minute shot. When the time came, I was a in a lovely little gift shop.  

Exhibit I: Cupid & PsycheIMG00439-20091002-1617

I bought a Venetian glass pen and a couple of blank journals and headed to the local art supply store to purchase some India ink. I so wanted to take a photo of colorful paints or beautiful brushes, but staying true to form, I continued on with my normal course. Below is a fleur de lis atop a wrought iron fence. I thought it was a very pretty element.

Exhibit J: Fleur de LisIMG00441-20091002-1713

By the time I arrived back home, the day sun was getting ready to set. I would have loved to photograph a sunset. Truth is, I haven’t seen a sunset since late July. This is a sweet little place. One of my very favorite places, as a matter of fact.

Exhibit K: Porch SwingIMG00445-20091002-1814

This is a funny picture to me now. At the time, however, it was NOT remotely funny. This photo was taken at a point of low-level melt down. Somehow, I managed to convince myself that my e-mail address was something very close to what it truly is. After numerous attempts at trying to log in to the incorrect account, the domain put a security lock on the e-mail user name that I was innocently trying to hack into believing with all of my heart that it was my own.  When Outlook politely dinged at me to announce the time had come. I picked up my phone and took this picture without any thought or care as to what the result would be, going from the peaceful quiet of “Porch Swing” to, well… you decide.

Exhibit L: ____________________________IMG00448-20091002-1919

After realizing that I was trying to hack into someone else’s e-mail account, I accessed my own without incident or breaching security. I checked my e-mail and then spent some time listening to music on YouTube. When Outlook made its announcement, I was listening to “Please Come to Boston” by Dave Loggins. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X2k2F78LgdI&feature=PlayList&p=1EE5A8D233CCCEDD&playnext=1&playnext_from=PL&index=5

Exhibit M: Dave Loggins – Please Come To Boston – 1974IMG00450-20091002-2026

I got lost in a number of different pieces of music during the hour that passed between the pictures above and below. When Outlook announced the 13th minute of the hour had arrived, I jumped up and looked around for something interesting to photograph. While the picture below is neither interesting nor up close and personal, it is the picture for the 10 o’clock hour.

Exhibit N: Hats, etc.IMG00452-20091002-2222

Right after the Hats picture was taken I began to download the day’s photos and document them in this lame editorial. When Outlook reminded that me the 13th minute of the hour had come, I was occupied by the loveliness of my life which will not be disclosed herein, resulting in the afterthought photo set out below.

Exhibit O: Dark Kitchen

Looking back at these photos, I see captured images that I would have perhaps forgotten. Intentionally taking a picture on the hour reminds me of a couple of things: 1) how quickly time passes 2) how important it is to be prepared and 3) most importantly…  just be in the moment.

Today is a Waltz

October 1, 2009

This feeling inside my soul today is a waltz. You take my hand, we look deeply into each other’s eyes. You lead, I follow. We move across the floor like a dream. We float without effort in rhythm with our hearts beating as one… then, in syncopation… beating together again. You cause my heart to skip a beat, or two. I remember to breathe. I smile to see I leave you breathless, too. Never before have I felt so alive as I do in this dance. Never before have I felt such comfort as I do in your arms. Your graceful elegance makes me feel like a queen. This reality is more beautiful than any dream I have ever dreamed.



September 28, 2009

Our hearts drive us toward the things we want most. Those things we love most give us the ability to live even when all else says, “not so.” Only you know what is in your heart and what is not. We make decisions based on what is most important to us, regardless of whether we know it. The desire in our heart somehow conquers fear of the unknown. Such courage allows us to take that first step toward our heart’s desire. Our heart always guides us in the direction of its greatest yearning. When we don’t follow that guiding, we become heartsick.

Take Your rightful place on the throne of my heart, Jesus, and guide me according to Your plan for my life. You are my great hope. You are my first love. You know my heart far better than I ever will know it. Align my heart with Yours. Fulfill this longing as only You can. Thank You, my Beloved. I trust You.

But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well. -Matt. 6:33

Hope deferred makes the heart sick, but a longing fulfilled is a tree of life. -Proverbs 13:12

Trust in the LORD with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding; in all your ways acknowledge him, and he will make your paths straight. -Proverbs 3:5-6

“A loving heart is the truest wisdom.” Charles Dickens


September 25, 2009

How is it that your face does not become more familiar? Instead, I see a new glimmer I had not seen before… a new shade of a favorite color so much deeper, brighter, softer, clearer than before.

Your touch reaches heights and depths only you were able to find.

Your voice is still music to my ears.

I can’t get enough of you.

I want you more than I did yesterday. How is that possible? I never dreamed I would want you or love you more than I did at that moment.

This is now. I love you, now.

I never want satisfaction from you…. I always want to love you, now.



September 24, 2009

During the night, I reach out for You. You draw me into the warmth of Your bosom. I lay my head upon Your chest. You embrace me and quiet the drumming that plagues my tired mind.

Silence, at last.

Your steady heartbeat becomes audible. Your peaceful-self assurance is relaxing yet invigorating. To think, all existence is held firmly in Your control, yet You take time for this intimate moment. You inspire me, my Love. I feel the strength and confidence that is You. Stars twinkle throughout the galaxy in response to Your smile. You kiss my brow with moonlight.

Our hearts beat in unison, its rhythm soothes my restlessness. A blissful surge of peace drives out every debilitating inhibition and doubt. You breathe life into me, once again. I find the sweetest comfort in Your arms.

Your quiet whispers brush vivid strokes of healing over my weary body. Your voice holds the fresh softness of raindrops and depth of thunder. Your Word feeds my hunger for more of You and satisfies my craving for contentment. Each thought You share fills the vaccuum in my soul created by fear. Your consuming love saturates all of the emptiness I felt before knowing You. Your touch relaxes my senses and drives away the pain.

I am safe with You.

Your love is exclusive. Your jealousy tolerates no sharing of Your place in my heart. You shower me with Your ever perfect love, beauty, grace and eternal affection. Humbly, my God, I accept all that You are and reject anything that does not align with Your Word.

You are my Beloved and I am Yours, Jesus.