I hung up the phone this morning from talking with “Ant”, a play on words from years ago that my kids named her. And a feeling of being soul connected, grounded, nurtured swept over me warm. Ant has known me since before me was. She has watched me grow up from deep in the south, …
I pick up His love letter to me each morning and sometimes, like when a lover says that one thing your heart longs to hear and nothing else after that much matters? A word, a phrase, a sentence slips into my soul like a velvet dagger and I’m slayed again before Him. This morning, early …
So shall the word of the Lord be……I’m silenced by His word. I abide……..with only His words in my soul. I believe.