I heard His name whispered,
Yet feelings of exhaustion fill me.
Your Will...I can not find, escaping my view.
Strong resistance awaits me at every turn.
My vision is blinded and my faith is shaky at best.
Suddenly, a refreshing breeze, a warm surge of comfort,
And I find myself gathered up in Your arms,
Close to Your heart...
My peace is restored.
You did it again,
Giving me strength,
When I had nowhere to go.
Isaiah 40:11 (paraphrased)
He will feed His flock like the Shepherd He is,
gathering them in His arms next to His heart,
Then, He carries us till we are able to walk once more.
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