Holy, Holy, love comes near…
I am covered low, in love divine
as one braced in softly sacred vine.
A wreath by day, thou lights heart shrine.
And come the night, Star shine, soul’s brine.
The eyes of Heaven open revered.
Holy, holy, Our Lord comes near.
A hush of prayer bows low sweet with tears.
Father, Abba, Our Lord, He is here.
©2014 Linda Willows
Photograph gratitude to Agnieszka-Anues
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The aim of The BELOVED is to awaken Christian Unity, embolden Fellowship and inspire Hope. "Our hearts are confident because of God’s Love, encouraged by the joy of His Loving Presence, gathered together by the enduring power of His Spirit."
Linda's journey includes writing, prayer, and daily devotion, "surely, I know less and less as my heart empties to the majesty of Seeing Jesus Christ".
With a love for people expanded by extensive travels to more than 20 countries and work in regions of crises, she expresses a lifelong dedication to the Heart of what unites us - God's Love. Willows was the Founder and Director of a non-profit Humanitarian NGO with the United Nations. Currently she is devoted to community, writing projects and Christian outreach.
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