I love him. He's mine.

7.19.15

You are always finding ways to reward me
In secret slight ways, you draw me nearer to goodness
When I'm older, I'll know these things more
Death fades as my savior takes ground inside my heart
He wins all the battles in the end

My worship is not a song and it is not a task

Here is fulfillment of longings set in motion long ago

Going or breathing and always standing tall

My worship is my source of love and the force of Him who is still coming...