March 22, 2012

Where His Whisper Dwells




I stand in the still
With hands
Open wide
Liquid heart brimming
As tears fall
In the solitude
Where His whisper dwells
What is invisible is now seen
As quiet before His word
The place of great struggle
Becomes a forging furnace
Of transformation
As this soul encounters
A past redeemed
By One despised
And rejected
By blood shed
On the altar of God


“Could it be any clearer?
Our old way of life was nailed to the cross with Christ,
a decisive end to that sin-miserable life…
What we believe is this:
If we get included in Christ’s sin-conquering death,
we also get included in his life-saving resurrection.”
Ro 6:6-11 MSG
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