Everything can nourish the writer. The dictionary, a new word, a voyage…a talk on the street, a book, a phrase learned. Anais Nin.
After the Lord awakened me with His love
I’ve looked forward to September – the month of Elul
But November I cherish, for more personal reasons
and because it ushers the joyful December season.
But God’s says don’t wait for December to arrive
to be filled with My peace and abundant life.
I Am here, and I Am yours, Enter into my rest,
Let your cup overflow with joy and my zest.
Last week, He woke me up with this little word
But familiarity prevented me from hearing what I’d heard
So I forgot and went about doing other things
until I heard him utter the same syllable again.
Today, as I woke up, I found Him waiting
waiting to give me this tiny mustard seed again.
Surely the season of joy has begun, Only believe
Let faith birth the impossibilities.
‘I love that God is expanding our territory internally.’ Graham Cooke
So, let’s walk by faith and not by sight.
For He is doing something incredible inside.
Trust and walk with the Incomparable One
November’s Song and Melody He’s become.
Photo: Niko Shogol
Nov 03 2017