I rise, I rise. I wait, I wait.
I hope, I hope.
This day comes new,
hearts turn to You
Lifted, Risen,
we gaze lit view.
Come hours ahead
may steps be strong.
Fall all, call towards
Your glory, its song.
These hours, the minutes;
the sum
be Yours.
I rise, I rise. I wait, I wait.
I hope, I hope.
This heart made new
each hour full given.
Loved, lifted, risen,
from here in my pew.
© 2018 Linda Willows
Romans 15:13 Now may the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace in believing, that you may abound in hope by the power of the Holy Spirit.
Psalm 33:18 Behold, the eye of the LORD is on those who fear Him, On those who hope for His lovingkindness,
1 Timothy 4:10 For it is for this we labor and strive, because we have fixed our hope on the living God, who is the Savior of all men, especially of believers.
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The aim of The BELOVED is to awaken Unity, embolden Fellowship and inspire Hope to all. "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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