You ARE

Buoyed by hope,
Suspended in peace,
Falling free in faith,
Time and space somehow immaterial,
I am unhooked and unhinged
by the God outside (and inside)
who takes me in and out too.

“Fear not. I AM with you.”
God’s non-anxious Presence within,
without
a clear beginning
or end.
At the mention of Your name
Precious Jesus,
Prince of Peace,
Savior King,
my waiting heart turns, tuned
to Your Voice,
my tongue moves to confess, repeat, shout, whisper
Your Name
that covers us,
holds us,
bowls us over,
with covenant love
til gratitude wells in,
up,
over,
and out.
How IS it that
I could know You—goodness, gracious?!
How IS it that
I could ever doubt Your love?

You ARE
A Gift to all who will hear,
to all whose ears burn
to resonate with the One and Only Heart Song.
You ARE
A Gift to all who will see,
to all whose eyes long
to feast on the Wellspring of Beauty.
You ARE
A Gift to all who will feel,
to all whose souls ache
to return to the Tender Touch
and persistent pressure
of their Lover, their Maker, their Source.
You ARE
A never-ending Gift to all
who seek truly,
know deeply,
and mine the courage to receive
YOU.

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