Oh Lord, amend my earthen wants
and mute the voice that pride ensconced
I have not the whispers to fathom my own;
I am still seedling that You have sown.
The mound of my portion glows glory near-
never fall darkness in the veil of a tear.
Mortal remains to root out in these hours
All could not fill to serve God and His powers.
Clay earthen waters reach to oceans’ appease.
Oh, My Father; Son Jesu, of the Galilee seas,
this Life in me, Love may Thy Glory proceed
The cup filled with Him, O the Treasure indeed.
©2015 Linda Willows
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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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again, beautiful vision..understanding;what a heart
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