Surrender before it’s settled. Surrender before all the questions are answered and all the tears are dry.

This beautiful song is haunting my soul in the most beautiful and refreshing way. 

Come and sit. Sit with words or sit with thoughts or sit with silence. Sit with laughter. Sit with tears. Simply Sit.

The fight for peace is a fight worth fighting and a war that is already won. Sweet Spirit of Peace, still my heart. 

“Lord, you know all my desires and deepest longings. My tears are liquid words and you can read them all.”

Psalm 38:9

Draw me nearer to rest, nearer to peace, nearer to the heart of God.

In intimacy the line between where I end and another begins nearly ceases to exist.