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Written during the Bible Study "Experiencing God" by Blackaby, Blackaby and King. |
| In foolish futility I desperately grasp at the waters of love to keep as mine all I treasure. I labor to breathe in the rhythm of the life I’ve made as I want it, drowning in my self knowing, falling deeper into the well of me. I press my heart to beat in time with my song, my self energizing efforts supplying a flood of little purpose. I turn cold to this world its beauty its love its truth its comforts its pain its empty promises and false meaning. i let go. i die to self, i surrender my self . You, Father, are the giver of life. You hold life secure in Your hands. You are the cup that spills over withholding nothing. You are everlasting love pulsing faithfully with a true and powerful purpose. You are the breath of life abundant flowing in the rhythm of cleansing and healing, a refreshing fullness. You are warm comfort, security, goodness and grace. You wash away the chill of death You are perfect peace. By Carolynn J. Scully 22 February 2009 |