Praying for missionaries
Around the world
They are frontrunners
Of His call
Praying for their hearts
To be profoundly filled
By His lovingkindness
As they are in conditions
That zap the soul
Fellowship hard to find
As they reach other people groups
In outer limits
Refresh their heart
As a cool breeze
Giving life to rejuvenate others
Drawing them to the upper room
And fellowship with You
Singing His praises
For His days have purpose
Feeling rejuvenated
As His fragrant perfume
Fills my senses
I set my plan
Then He interrupts
To glorify Him
Only if He
Is above all things
Feeling the surge
Of His aroma
Bringing me to a field
Overflowing of roses
Feeling the tension
Dissipating
From my shoulders
Turning to face Him
As I love
One another
Pointing to Him
Singing His praises
Oh the Joy
Of the One
Filling my senses
Seated unstirred
In the canopies of sun
Blinding my presence
He came
His approach leisurely
Yet deliberate with each step
Searching for, unknown to me
He seized my soul
Peering straight
Till my stillness broke
Turning
He gazed at me
Seated unstirred
In the canopies of sun
Rejuvenated
In His presence
I find there are times
In this life
Where I recognize the need
For a break
I lean towards
Physically resting
That rebounds
Body and thoughts
But sometimes
I need to go further
Resting in the Spirit
Moving closer to Him
Where He rejuvenates
My connection with Him
Bringing me to a place
Like heaven
Preparing my heart
For another day
Shining Him
My heart wanders
At the drop of a hat
It even keeps hidden
Where it gads
It naturally
Wants to serve self
In the spring of the day
I adjust where my thoughts dwell
To focus on the One
That is what matters to honor
Only the heart of Christ
Who is one with the Father
I must allow the
Thoughts and words Of Christ
Settle deep
For my soul to revive
To uncover where truths
Are at stake
Repenting
Surrendering my name
Giving life to Him
As I fade in the background
Sacrificing self
So He will standout
Rejuvenating my heart
My soul complete
Only as I join Him
Do I feel replete
My heart wanders
At the drop of a hat
It even keeps hidden
Where it gads
Blogging His Inspirations 