|Walking along the shore…|
I hear the thunderous waves of the ocean…
They are the sound of a beating drum.
It is like a primal call “Come”.
I'm reminded of the words of Jesus,
“Come to Me, all who are weary and heavy-laden, and I will give you rest...
For My yoke is easy and My burden is light.”
“…let the one who is thirsty come...”
I think of Noah, Abraham, and Moses,
Old Testament men who actually heard...
the voice of God.
The New Testament believers such as
the twelve apostles, Paul, and others…
who were witnesses to The Son of God.
Today, I have my bible...
the written word of God.
Still, as I walk, I hear the ocean roar.
Echoing one simple word...
He calls, and I rise.
Eyes open, ready for the start of a new day,
a new season, a new time.
I have fallen in love with a simple four-letter word...
“…if I am lifted up from the earth, will draw all men to Myself.”
Jesus was lifted up, and I was drawn to The Christ.
I will lift up praises to Him, and perhaps...
someone will hear the word:
|Note: This post is linked to Spiritual Sundays (hosted by Charlotte).|