The wrap of sweet comfort rushes home, blushed and full,
Like thousands of petals in a sweep of Love’s pull.
Nodding, I smile at hushed words that I hear…
Of Eternity’s Heart bidding us each to draw Near.
Call me, Oh bind me to the Name of this Rest,
Lavish is the measure that would count such Love pressed.
I abide in the Grace of a veil that parts Love;
All the heavens revealed and Joy lets from Above.
© 2016 Linda Willows
Matthew 11:28-30
28“Come to Me, all who are weary and heavy-laden, and I will give you rest.29“Take My yoke upon you and learn from Me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and YOU WILL FIND REST FOR YOUR SOULS.30“For My yoke is easy and My burden is light.”
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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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