Like a peaceful river His mercy flows
Reflecting from the sunsets is the joy of His face and longing to pour down delight on His children
He is a Lover looking for the lost
Calling His Beloved to arise
It doesn't matter the season, He is simply yet overwhelmingly there, like a resting place His grace overflows
Do not wait, "Arise my darling!" He beckons leaping over the hills
His longing is intimate as He beckons the broken to come close He announces His presence by wrapping His arms around the dirty
He is waiting for His beloved's
The prostitutes, orphaned, suburban alike each and everyone precious in His sight
The moon high up in the sky reflects His love for those down high
His jealousy for them like a hurricane they are a tree
He is holy all creation will cry, "Holy, Holy, Holy is the Lord God Almighty the earth if filled with His glory."
He is smiling, delighting, hopeful for those to waken to their call to rise up as Beloved Ones
His banner over us is love
"Arise come my darling, my beautiful One come with me."
This is our God.
~Amen
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