Lord I believe, help my unbelief.
"Yet the LORD longs to be gracious to you; he rises to show you compassion. For the LORD is a God of justice. Blessed are all who wait for him! O people of Zion, who live in Jerusalem, you will weep no more. How gracious he will be when you cry for help! As soon as he hears, he will answer you. Although the Lord gives you the bread of adversity and the water of affliction, your teachers will be hidden no more; with your own eyes you will see them. Whether you turn to the right or to the left, your ears will hear a voice behind you, saying, "This is the way; walk in it."
Monday, February 9, 2009
When you see it you know.
The air... is thick.
And a soft mist invades every space your eyes can see.
Light is everywhere, but it's not the normal kind of daylight.
Breathing in deep the smell of honey and earth that can't escape.
It's the snug evening light that is golden right before it turns pinks and purples and reds. A Southern Sunset.
And in that moment, you know. It then becomes this indescribable warmth that floods your entire body and pours out your fingertips.
Sometimes. That's what my heart feels like. But just like the sun setting... it only last minutes. And this picture doesn't paint an accurate picture. But it's the closest that I could find.