“And when you pray, do not be like the
hypocrites, for they love to pray standing in the synagogues and on the street
corners to be seen by men. I tell you
the truth, they have received their reward in full. But when you pray, go into your room, close
the door and pray to your Father, who is unseen. Then your Father, who sees what is done in
secret, will reward you. And when you
pray, do not keep on babbling like pagans, for they think they will be heard
because of their many words. Do not be
like them, for your Father knows what you need before you ask Him.”
Matthew 6: 5-10
I only
intended to whisper His name into the ebony night,
but the full
force of His power sprang from my lips as I called His name –
FATHER!
That’s
all. Nothing else to say.
I closed my
eyes and sighed a heavy sigh and let myself go before Him.
He knows.
I know, that
He knows.
Yet, the
heaviness didn’t quickly subside; it just settled deeper into the crevices of
my heart until I brought it up again with an anguished cry,
FATHER!!!
And the
tears freely cascaded down my cheeks
and the
tension released its grip on my body.
I felt His
arms around me – strong, yet gentle; stoic, and ever so comforting.
As I settled
into His embrace,
I inhaled
the aroma of peace, healing and blessed assurance.
FATHER.
This time it
is a whisper-
a soft,
delicate whisper,
like a
lullaby gently lulling me into sweet sleep.
2 comments:
Yes! God is our comfort and I love how you used the word "lullaby". I was thinking of that when I wrote my post and used that scripture about Him singing over us.
Thank you for your kind comment over at my place today. Blessings!
Amen! This is very moving and very encouraging. Thank you for taking the time to share! God bless you, comfort you and strengthen you today and always... Amen. Much love to you & the family.
~ Bomi
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