Ah,to sit in this place of unequaled peace and tranquility.
To be at rest in the ever reaching palm of His hand
knowing the strength of His mercy and grace.
The wisdom in silence the lessons in waiting the glory of
anticipation.
The warmth of His over-seeing eyes as He beholds this
place where He has brought me.
This is the dwelling place of which He has so often spoken so mysterious and rich so fragrant and soothing.
Reflecting the narrow pathway?strewn with pitfalls and barriers with only a small light to provide safe footing.
Many are the wounds of determination in following what is known to be Truth only to us.
Seeing dimly yet, pursuing a satisfaction known only in part.
Beware! There are signposts along the way pointing toward a much easier journey.
Avoid this enticement where one may be carried by many upon a road that is smooth and less trying. Know this eyes will not see past the throng of the multitude and cannot endure the absence of Light.
Yes, better to travel upon the narrow road.
Long is the journey. O'er fertile valleys and lush high mountains often thirsting always filled. Learning always learning coming to the knowledge of the Truth.
I speak only to those that hear. Take heed to follow the pathway of trials and compassion the road toward complete fulfillment. It is here that you will find the Gentle Shepherd, who will lift you up when you stumble and fall, and will heal the wounds that leave no scars.
He leads you on the pathway by His Light of understanding. He is beckoning to all that will allow Him to show the Way of Peace.
In this place of His secret dwelling one is allowed to rest.
Our journey is far from completion, yet we have arrived at the place of our Sabbath.
Where is this place of which I speak?
Some may call it TRUSTbut He has named it Peace.
Psalms 16:11 "Thou wilt shew me the path of Life"
Written by: Wanda
Song: "I'M NOT ALONE"
I'm not alone, while walking on life's pathway,
I have a friend who walks along with me;
I'm not alone altho' I'm often lonely,
My Lord divine is by me constantly.
So when the storm and trial assail me,
And earthly friendships fail me,
I'll sing and smile o'er ev'ry mile
Till I reach my heavenly home;
And, so, I, journey o'er hill and valley
I'm not alone: my Savior walks with me.
(Repeat)
Words and music by John W. Peterson (1921-)
c. 1955 by Alfred B. Smith (1916-)
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