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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Once again, my eyes open, and I scan the room, looking, wondering if it were him who awakened me. The time is 3 am. Why am I losing valuable sleep time? What is wrong with me? My mind says,” “You are going to wish you had these extra two hours.” But, my soul is excited. Wanting to know if he will might come on this fourth watch of the clock. If the Visitor would just show up again, it would be well worth it. Things seem awkward at first. But they always start out that way. I raise my hands in the darkened room and give thanks. Thanks for the old lady yesterday, that smiled at me and gave me one of those loving hugs. Little did she know I was really irritated about the workload I had on my desk. But the Visitor knows! He knows everything? Thank you Visitor, for the coworker that offered to buy me lunch while he was picking up something for himself. As I ponder these and other things that just seem to happen at the right times, it becomes clear to me. These just didn’t happen. It was him again… The one I’m hoping would show up. Realizing what He had done, and the beauty and smooth manner by which He met those needs. I just have to tell someone how great he is. To tell him how awesome his power must be to move people to do things while they are unaware they are following a supernatural impulse. To tell him how beautiful I feel his love is to me. Be still my soul. Let us hope for the Visitor Though he has to rule this universe, hear six billion prayers, request, insults, and complaints. He is never too busy. I just want to talk with him. Sense Him again. The air in my room seems crisp, cleaner. There is a feeling of strength. At the same time safety, peace. I don’t know how, but “All is well!” I for the moment feel there is nothing I can’t accomplish. My heart is flooded with happiness. My spirit dances inside me, my skin is tingling. I shout as joy rises. I lose myself in the presence of The visitor. The synergy. There is a sweet heaviness. The atmosphere changes. I cannot hold myself together any longer. Tears flow. Sweetness! There is a joy and weeping. For a moment in my life, nothing else seems to matter. Actually, nothing else even seems to exist. He has come. In the next instance, I become acutely aware of the time and the need to prepare for work. Thank you again for coming. Can I call you again… Lord? I head off to work with a song in my heart, a smile and glow on my face. Friends say, “must be someone exceptional.” I reply, Yes!.
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