My heart bursts its banks, spilling beauty and goodness. I pour it out in a poem to the king, shaping the river into words:
Psalm 45 MSG
There is a beauty in waiting for God because when He comes, there is a bursting from within of incredible joy and comfort to know that it is done. My Father is here and His with us.
Wednesday, 29 June 2016
My heart burst forth with longing
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