Worship is dancing to the Face I adore,
A rapture of seeking, a heart’s joyful implore.
Spilling the melodies of the prayers of Love’s kind,
Oh Lord, I motion with my Heart’s full unwind.
This, but to You Lord, for no other would know,
How fully and deeply my heart’s crevice goes.
Unlike an earthly carved place of Love’s meet,
It winds all the way into this ancient heart’s beat.
Worship is apart like one precious pearls’ shine
It glints like a thousand stars blinking in time.
Gesturing, healing, heralding heavens to sing…
Love casts us to prayer, to worship Our King.
© 2017 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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