I know You’re here. Filling my eyes with tears. Holding me in Your embrace.
I know You’re here.
Pulling on my wings, my legs and arms. Urging me to fly higher, to dance more free than I used to be. I know You’re here.
Inviting me in. Into this dance of life with you, making sure that at the end I’ll be at Your table to drink the wine and brake the bread…soaked in mercy and free. Like You made me to be. I know You are here.
Oh yes, my eyes can see and my limbs can tell. The way You are lifting up my head to fully enjoy, see You, scent the beauty of heaven and feel fine sunshine on my skin.
You are here, taking me in.
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