Wednesday, April 14, 2010

The Sound of My Hiding Place

You are my hiding will surround me with songs of deliverance.

Silence. Quiet stillness sitting before You
I seek Your face. I long to hear Your voice.
Heartbeats. Are they mine or Yours?
I want our hearts to beat as one.
Breathing. Is it mine or Yours?
Breathe on me as I breathe in Your presence.
Words. Quiet whispers flow to my ears.
I strain to hear and grasp the essence of You, O God.

I am encompassed by Your presence
Just as the unborn child in the womb.
I am in peace; protected,nourished, comforted.
I know the sound of my hiding place.

by Carolynn J. Scully revised 2010