Come forth, come out you whispered wail,
I hear the heart that pours the tale.
Memories tumble in haunted detail;
They hold, they sting, they cling to the veil.
Yet-“Forward leading, Love preceding…
All brings hope in the dawn of today.
Might receiving, Grace exceeding,
Lord, your yoke is Mercy’s way.”
We suffer the mortal humblings that gain
an entry to the threshold of glory, not pain.
Pray that our hearts be brave, never slain…
and victor of all of Thy Kingdom in Reign.
And-“Forward leading, Love preceding;
All bear the Name that heard His Call.
Mortal Hearts be lifted, gifted…
Suffer no more within Mercy’s All.”
© 2016 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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