Jesus Himself - 2

The sweetness of a babbling brook Whispering softly, gentle Over smooth stones, nuggets Rounded and curved By so many years of running water Tenderly caressing each rock With a quiet dowsing of liquid Thanks for the home Nestled in the bend of woods A forest of contentment Peaceful and blessed Like a prayer being spoken In chattering acceptance Of God’s beautiful creation The woodsy moment, in shadows Breathless with affection Graceful like the swirling waters Warm like the morning, Lemony sunlight piercing the skies With heartfelt murmurs Silent light shining with life Expressions of hope, reflecting The moments of wonder Appealing to the heart and soul In waves of kindness, roaring Into the mind, soothing praise In a voice of birdsong and winds Erasing all the darkness Pouring out faith into the core Of the spirit’s yearning For more of God’s restful vision Alive in the one who knows Him The way, the truth, the life The answer to all pain and strife The One who colors life In hope and faith, love that is… Jesus Himself Arise from the mountains Speak out from the shores God, in all His mystery, Arouses each heart to know His captivating blessing Mesmerizing the spirit Sending out echoes of serenity Into the heart who believes He is the light of hope… Arising like dawn, graceful A peace that surpasses all Understanding… it trembles With its ability to give me…. Jesus Himself The reason I feel so very blessed The reason I love from my depths The reason I know He is with me Living inside, guiding my spirit!