Trust-In Me By Based On Portrait No 7, Twilight Confidences By Cecilia Beaux 1888

TRUST-IN ME by Jeanette Jones based on Portrait No Twilight Confidences by Cecilia Beaux 1888 Confidently, she speaks, sure of her worthiness. Explaining how now, she gets it. All I need is faith, even the size of a mustard seed. A blissful sight we were, the two of us. Still sure of herself, she quietly explains. He said, receive it. I did. He said, believe it. I did. He said, declare it. I did. Never in the deepest valley, or over the highest mountain, will I ever have to travel for something I can’t see. Alone in this darkness, we shall never be afraid, for daylight comes in the morning, because he cover us. The small space between these two hands is all space that I need, as long as I believe in the mustard seed. Shall you, just agree? Her fingers speak silently, yet the words so loud and clear. Authority speaks to her. She translates His instructions. Silence between her hands. I too get it. Trust-in me.