There is a time for everything, and a season for every purpose under heaven: a time to be born and a time to die, a time to plant and a time to uproot, a time to kill and a time to heal, a time to tear down and a time to build, a time to weep and a time to laugh, a time to mourn and a time to dance, a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them, a time to embrace and a time to refrain, a time to search and a time to give up, a time to keep and a time to throw away, a time to tear and a time to mend, a time to be silent and a time to speak, a time to love and a time to hate, a time for war and a time for peace.

~ Ecclesiastes 3:1-8

Tuesday, March 29, 2011

A Time to Feel Again

I can feel it. I can feel him. It’s been so long, but I still recognize the Spirit’s love as it bubbles up in my heart. Not yet overflowing, it instead simmers there, letting its warmth evaporate months of built up pain and anxiety. And it’s sure been a long couple of months.

His love not only cleans my heart, but it lifts it – he lifts it. I feel as though we are side by side once again, walking life as lovers would. And I hear him now:

“My Beloved, come to me. Lift up your head. Let’s take this next step together.”

He said I will never be alone. Since the day we first met, since the day he came into my heart and life, he has been with me. But again, today, I know that it’s true….because I feel him.