VENUES, VERSES, HIS VICTORY

VENUES, VERSES, HIS VICTORY...

Writing verses line by line, page after page..
So spiritually therapeutic, as
I write and engage..

I am intertwined with God's Spirit as I write down our
intimate connection..
His Spirit calls to mine, speaks clearly without vile earthly
interruption ..

Trials of my life, sadness of my heart, so I desperately seek..
Through this spiritual connection as I write and I pray..
He always speaks..

My troubled Spirit is burdened and He knows my aching heart..
as I write down each sentence.
He waits to impart..

His Wisdom, His Love, His Power and His Grace..
Satisfy my yearnings, He quietly
listens as I seek His face..

It is then I partake of His blessing, so pure..
Our meeting in session is ever
so true ..

Dear God, as I seek another day with You near..
Hear my prayers..My heart heavily burdened,
My words so unclear..

His reassurance, His temperance, has cleaned my poetic slate..
To start anew, a fresh encounter, as He opens his eternal gate..

Words flow like a rippling river with it's water so
refreshing and sure..
The communion we share is beautifully pure..

I am one with my Master as He
Leads with His Spirit ..
The encounter is sweet and my words now complete because I hear it..

I ask that You continue to help me on this journey I have chosen to take..
The Spiritual victories and battles of life as I share and recreate..

Without You I am nothing, just a shell of a woman ..
With You I am whole and a complete spirit
filled human..

I am honored to share the words I held so long deep inside..
Now freely expressed and these spiritual words that
no longer subside..

I thank you dear Jesus,
I am forever in your debt..
For my salvation and this gift You have given..
I could have continued
and slept..







Patsy McNutt Morgan