Tangible Presence

Unusually near You are to me

Your presence so tangible

I touch Your sleeve

For why You choose to bless me so

I cannot perceive

Tightly, tightly, I cling to You

Confident in the journey ahead

For I do not walk this path alone

No, You go in my stead.

Life in the Spirit

Words are just words

Until Your Spirit breathes life into them

Actions run circles

Until You give them aim

Happiness and fear can both be

self-seeking (One in the same)

Value is found in surrender

Seeds start to grow when planted by faith

Circumstances fade as You become clearer

Sinners hear Your call

When spoken in love, not shame