There's nothing that beats the sweet-as-honey welcome home as God's open arms that have been waiting for you to come back. Scenery is fresh, white cotton-plants abundant across the field wavering by the gentle breeze.
Back and forth, swaying like the motion in our body when we become mesmerized by God's beauty. Not only that, but we are soothed by the strong, protective arms of our Father, who will never forsake us. Nothing beats the refresh of rest when we breathe deeply without a care in the world, because we are lying on the ground, eyes closed, at the feet of our Father who handles all things when we are too weak to rise. He cares, and He loves us. We are blessed to know God's mercy and forgiveness; without them, we are not free to love, heal, and give.
Back and forth, swaying like the motion in our body when we become mesmerized by God's beauty. Not only that, but we are soothed by the strong, protective arms of our Father, who will never forsake us. Nothing beats the refresh of rest when we breathe deeply without a care in the world, because we are lying on the ground, eyes closed, at the feet of our Father who handles all things when we are too weak to rise. He cares, and He loves us. We are blessed to know God's mercy and forgiveness; without them, we are not free to love, heal, and give.
