Sunday, August 2, 2009

pensive...

"I'm finding myself at a loss for words, and the funny thing is, it's okay.
The last thing I need is to be heard, but to hear what You would say.
Word of God, speak. Would You pour down like rain, washing my eyes to see Your majesty,
to be still and know that You're in this place? Please let me stay and rest in Your holiness.
Word of God, speak."
~Mercy Me

1 comment:

Misty said...

just what i needed to read at the perfect time. but then again, He works that way doesn't He?